ABSTRACT
Turn ye to the Book of Books. There, sad hearts, will ye find balm: in a line of prophecy, in a quiet, reflective psalm. Turn ye to the Book of Books. See the soul of man laid bare. Fellowship of suffering! Seek the Gospels. It is there.
Turn ye to the Book of Books. There, sad hearts, will ye find balm: in a line of prophecy, in a quiet, reflective psalm. Turn ye to the Book of Books. See the soul of man laid bare. Fellowship of suffering! Seek the Gospels. It is there.