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"We come from god who is our Home" The religion of gratitude cannot mislead, of that I am sure. Gratitude, is the handmaid to Hope and Hope the Harbinger of faith. I look abroad upon Nature, I think of the best part of our species, I lean upon my Friends and I meditate upon the Gospel of St. John, and my creed rises up of itself, with the case of an exhalation, yet a fabric of adamant - Our beings heart and home is with Infinitude, and all which we behold is full of Blessing. I bent before God's gracious throne and asked for Peace on suppliant knee and Peace was given, nor Peace alone but faith sublimed to Eestasy. A mind, that, in a calm angelic mood of happy wisdom, meditating good Beholds, of all from her high pon'er required, much done, and much designed and more desired Harmonious thoughts, a soul by Truth refined, at one with Nature - Love for all mankind. "In the light of Truth thy bondman let me live." |
