Today the journey is ended,
I have worked out the mandates of fate;
Naked, along, undefended,
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Today the journey is ended,
I have worked out the mandates of fate;
Naked, along, undefended,
I knock at the Uttermost Gate.
Behind is life and its longing,
Its trial, its trouble, its sorrow,
Beyond is the Infinite Morning
Of a day without a tomorrow.

Faith is the daring of the soul to go farther than it can see

Faith is the daring of the soul to go farther than it can see

Lord of oneself, uncumbered with a name.

Lord of oneself, uncumbered with a name.

But each day brings from its pretty dust
Our soon choked souls to fill.

But each day brings from its pretty dust
Our soon choked souls to fill.

We must no more ask whether the soul and body are one than ask whether the wax and the figure read more

We must no more ask whether the soul and body are one than ask whether the wax and the figure impressed on it are one.

What sculpture is to a block of marble, education is to the soul.

What sculpture is to a block of marble, education is to the soul.

But if nothing but soul, or in soul mind, is qualified to count, it is impossible for there to be read more

But if nothing but soul, or in soul mind, is qualified to count, it is impossible for there to be time unless there is soul, but only that of which time is an attribute, i.e. if change can exist without soul.

A soul as white as Heaven.

A soul as white as Heaven.

John Brown's body lies a mould'ring in the grave,
His soul goes marching on.

John Brown's body lies a mould'ring in the grave,
His soul goes marching on.