I confess that I love him, I rejoice that I love him, I thank the maker of Heaven and Earth read more

I confess that I love him, I rejoice that I love him, I thank the maker of Heaven and Earth that gave him to me. The exultation floods me.

If I ever reach heaven I expect to find three wonders there: first, to meet some I had not thought read more

If I ever reach heaven I expect to find three wonders there: first, to meet some I had not thought to see there; second, to miss some I had expected to see there; and third, the greatest wonder of all, to find myself there

In hope to merit Heaven by making earth a Hell.

In hope to merit Heaven by making earth a Hell.

Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy!
Ear hath not heard its deep songs of joy;
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Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy!
Ear hath not heard its deep songs of joy;
Dreams cannot picture a world so fair--
Sorrow and death may not enter there;
Time doth not breathe on its fadeless bloom,
For beyond the clouds, and beyond the tomb,
It is there, it is there, my child!

Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, or what's a heaven for?

Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, or what's a heaven for?

Now he [Nebridius] lives in Abraham's bosom.
[Lat., Nunc ille vivit in sinu Abraham.]

Now he [Nebridius] lives in Abraham's bosom.
[Lat., Nunc ille vivit in sinu Abraham.]

Spend in pure converse our eternal day;
Think each in each, immediately wise;
Learn all we lacked read more

Spend in pure converse our eternal day;
Think each in each, immediately wise;
Learn all we lacked before; hear, know, and say
What this tumultuous body now denies;
And feel, who have laid our groping hands away;
And see, no longer blinded by our eyes.

Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and
rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through read more

Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and
rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal:
But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth
nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor
steal:
For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.

Has this world been so kind to you that you should leave with regret? There are better things ahead than read more

Has this world been so kind to you that you should leave with regret? There are better things ahead than any we leave behind.