Theology of the Sacraments

 Life is sweet and death is cold

And, though the world is hard to tread,

The morning glow and sunset red

And Earth’s bright treasures manifold

Say, Life is sweet and death is cold.

Love is warm and hate is chill

And, though the world is strange and proud,

Yet like a rainbow shines the cloud

When eyes and lips and laughter still

Say, Love is warm and hate is chill.

 

Life is sweet and love is warm,

And what of all the woes that come

When Winds are loud and birds are dumb?

Forget the woes and, for a charm,

Say, Life is sweet and love is warm.

 

D.M. Baillie, Theology of the Sacraments