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VIEW PERSONAL BELIEFS
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POSTED BY:
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OneEternalSonata
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DATE:
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30.08.2008 |
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SUBJECT:
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On Agency |
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LOCATION:
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Lynnwood, United States
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Redeemer ours, through the silken veils of eternity dost thy love permeate, and clothe me. Thy touch as fresh dew upon my cheek, and comfort as a warm autumn breeze; wrap me in the snowflakes misting my hair. The beacon, the heart, 'tis a reflection of our eternal progression. Weep not in despair but in thy grief, dear brethren, find His balm, even after the quietus calm. O, afflicted ones, raise thy countenance as a standard upon the shoulders, and be not shaken. Before the foundations of the world were lain, thou wast there, and didst witness the Cornerstone laid firmly, even Jesus the Christ preceding His blossoming amidst the clay. The Saviour doth know our hearts, and led us by humility that we might not forget the sunset on the morrow. Ruby, gold, sapphire: though in the firmament these might fade, a bed of faith thy charity hath made. Art thou, my brothers and sisters, still in fetters and chained to the bedpost awaiting thy rest, when ye have not tarried? Dry thy tears, loose thy torment from thyself, thou shalt find no need of either. Arise, dear child, and wax not cold, be thou refined. O, Radiance, Radiance, whose handmaid is truth, tenderly keep our hearts in Thee. One breath, one prayer, one voice; the Only Begotten offers His hand to bestow unto thee thy choice. Embrace thine hand with that which is His, by the clarion of the Father, ever sacred. Art thou clothed by the wool of the Lamb?
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