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God Often Takes A Course For Accomplishing His Purposes Directly Contrary To What Our Narrow Views Would Prescribe. He Brings A Death Upon Our Feelings, Wishes, And Prospects When He Is About To Give Us The Desire Of Our Hearts.

A Real Friendship Should Not Fade As Time Passes, And Should Not Weaken Because Of Space Separation.

I Am Not What I Ought To Be! Ah! How Imperfect And Deficient! - I Am Not What I Wish To Be! I 'abhor What Is Evil,' And I Would 'cleave To What Is Good!' - I Am Not What I Hope To Be! Soon, Soon, I Shall Put Off Mortality: And With Mortality All Sin And Imperfection! Yet, Though I Am Not What I Ought To Be, Nor What I Wish To Be, Nor What I Hope To Be, I Can Truly Say, I Am Not What I Once Was - A Slave To Sin And Satan; And I Can Heartily Join With The Apostle, And Acknowledge; By The Grace Of God, I Am What I Am!

Whether Men Are Pleased Or Not, We Will, We Must, Worship The Lamb That Was Slain.

The Midsummer Sun Shines But Dim, The Fields Strive In Vain To Look Gay; But When I Am Happy In Him December's As Pleasant As May.