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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.
God keeps a niche
In Heaven, to hold our idols; and albeit
He brake them to our read more
God keeps a niche
In Heaven, to hold our idols; and albeit
He brake them to our faces, and denied
That our close kisses should impair their white,--
I know we shall behold them raised, complete,
The dust swept from their beauty, glorified,
New Memnons singing in the great God-light.
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.
In my Father's house are many mansion: if it were not so, I
would have told you. I go read more
In my Father's house are many mansion: if it were not so, I
would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.
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.
There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary be at
rest.
There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary be at
rest.
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?
Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and read more
Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.
