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If it be heaven toward which we journey, it will be holiness in which we delight; for if we cannot now rejoice in having God for our portion, where is our meetness for a world in which God is to be all in all forever and forever?
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P. 317.

 

Henry Melvill

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Never here, forever there,
Where all parting, pain, and care,
And death, and time shall disappear,—
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