LIVING WATER

BY:  MADAME JEANNE GUYON

 

The fountain in its source,

No drought of summer fears;

The farther it pursues its course,

The nobler it appears.

 

But shallow cisterns yield

A scanty short supply;

The morning sees them amply fill’d,

At evening they are dry.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

LIVING WATER [Madame Jeanne Guyon] ~ POEM         1

 

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