Leaves of Life, by Margaret Bird Steinmetz |
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What's hallowed ground? 'Tis what gives birthTo sacred thoughts in souls of worth!—Peace! Independence! Truth! go forthEarth's compass round;And your high-priesthood shall make earthAll hallowed ground.
The meaning of life comes to us mostly in great revealing flashes and intense emotions.
—Dean Farrar.
Gracious Father, may I not feel that it is necessary to wait for certain days and ceremonies to prepare to worship thee, while at every moment thy love is pleading for me. May I through the busiest hours and the most perplexing moments serve thee in reverence and obedience, and ever give praise to thy holy name. Amen.—Dean Farrar.
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