And when we are nearly worn out we flee to God, and die, perhaps, in sight of heaven, instead of having been among its inhabitants, living in it upon earth, in the full bloom of our youthful joy of life.

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"The Lord has been good to me and my heart is filled with His warm love.

Blessed be Thou, O God! for Thou hast given me a taste of Thy sweetness.