As Love would have it there would be no fear.

All of our worries would disappear.

In what kind of world is worry known?

Only to the sensitive but stubborn does worry seem a concern.

When it changes nothing, wages war on one’s health

Trust in love trust in Good can sometimes be misunderstood

Even by the most faithful and tried subjects

Love he would never hurt anything

To learn this is the end of worry

To know this is death of the fear

Time to play and be together

Worry has been put away

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