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Mine Eyes Have Seen The Glory Of The Coming Of The Lord: / He Is Trampling Out The Vintage Where The Grapes Of Wrath Are Stored.

Mine Eyes Have Seen The Glory Of The Coming Of The Lord -

There Is No Hell Like That Of A Selfish Heart, And There Is No Misfortune So Great As That Of Not Being Able To Make A Sacrifice. These Two Thoughts Come To Me Strongly This Morning. It Is Something To Have Learned These Truths So That We Can Never Again Doubt Them.

Charity Is An Unending Self-discipline Which Always Looks And Leads Towards The Eternal Affection. Therefore, Its Triumph Shall Be Lasting And Everlasting.

I Have Read A Fiery Gospel Writ In Burnished Rows Of Steel: "as Ye Deal With My Contemners, So With You My Grace Shall Deal; Let The Hero, Born Of Woman, Crush The Serpent With His Heel, Since God Is Marching On.