Versos English Robert Browning I

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PREADMONISHETH THE ABBOT DEODAET.

The Lord, we look to once for all, Is the Lord we should look at, all at once: He knows not to vary, saith Saint Paul, Nor the shadow of turning, for the nonce. See him no other than as he is! Give both the infinitudes their due-- Infinite mercy, but, I wis, As infinite a justice too.

[Organ: plagal-cadence.]

As infinite a justice too.