Without love we may not live. And in this love our life is everlasting. Love was without beginning, is and shall be without ending. All shall be well and all manner of thing shall be well. Ah! Good Lord how might it all be well? For wickedness hath been suffered to rise contrary to the Goodness. I it am, the Might and the Goodness of the Fatherhood I it am, the Wisdom of the Motherhood I it am, the Light and the Grace that is all blessed Love.
