emilymac
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| Introduction | "My life is but a weaving Betwixt the Lord and me// I do not choose the pattern He worketh steadily// Oftimes He weaveth sorrow And I in foolish pride// Forget He sees the upper And I the underside// Not til the loom is silent And the shuttle cease to Fly// Shall God unroll the canvas And explain the reason Why// The dark threads are as needful In the Weaver's skillful hands// As the threads of gold and silver In the pattern He has planned" --Grant Colfax Tuller |
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