What Shall I Do?I think I cannot stay. For just before you went there, you wrote me, "After I'm gone, laugh on, I pray, As you have always." And it salved the aching___ Did all that tears could do. If heaven, then, has no laughter, I'll he making For glory where there's laughter too. And yet, if midst the Lord's celestial anthem, I'd hear some laughter start, I fear I'd look around with faint suspicion There cried a broken heart. __Margaret E. Haughawout. |
Sheep's Clothing
Margaret E. Haughawout
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(Pittsburg, Kansas: __. 1929)
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