Now be the gloom of earth split, and be this house blest and no more professed by poor Pride to be Sin, for the joys of love hereafter shall over-ride boasting and bragging and the heavy lagging of Hell after delight that outstrips him--step and sight.
Take us, O exchange of hearts! This we know--substance is love, love substance. Let us go.
May we all stand under Mary's blessing.
Cathleen and Jonathan Lauer