Creeds grow so thick along the way,
Their boughs hide God; I cannot pray.


The Selected Poems of Lizette Woodworth Reese... (1926 edition)


Creeds grow so thick along the way, Their boughs hide God; I cannot pray.

Creeds grow so thick along the way, Their boughs hide God; I cannot pray.

Creeds grow so thick along the way, Their boughs hide God; I cannot pray.

Creeds grow so thick along the way, Their boughs hide God; I cannot pray.