"To be forged upon the anvil of God's purpose, to be at once His hammer, His tongs, and His molten iron; to hear words that rend the heart, see visions that..."
"We can do nothing, we say sometimes, we can only pray. That, we feel, is a terribly precarious second-best. So long as we can fuss and work and rush about, so....."
"Dear Father, king of banquets, May I enter your halls wearing the appropriate garment, the righteousness of Jesus Christ, not that of my own making....."
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