By: Ardis E. Parshall - December 18, 2014 Forgiveness By Gertie Gibbs Last night the old home oped its armsAs if I had been all a child should be;As if my deeds had not brought pain,The old arms opened for me again;And snug I nestled in its love.Oh, shall my sins not be forgiven above?The head I silvered bends in tender care.Master, will you too forgive me there? (1927) ...
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