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THE DIFFERENCE
Passion is what the sun feels for the earth
When harvests ripen into golden birth.
When harvests ripen into golden birth.
Lust is the hot simoon whose burning breath
Sweeps o'er the fields with devastating death.
Sweeps o'er the fields with devastating death.
Passion is what God felt, the Holy One,
Who loved the world so, He begot His Son.
Who loved the world so, He begot His Son.
Lust is the impulse Satan peering in
To Eden had, when he taught Eve to sin.
To Eden had, when he taught Eve to sin.
One sprang from light, and one from darkness grew!
How dim the vision that confounds the two!
How dim the vision that confounds the two!
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