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Tears flow from my eyes involuntarily.

My soul is grieved--for what?
Yesterday, as I was praying, the thought flashed across my mind, Where is God?
Is He not here?
Why prayest thou as if He were at a great distance from thee?
Think of it.

Where canst thou place Him--in what locality?
Is He not here in thy midst?
Is His presence not nearest of all to thee?
Oh, think of it! God is here.

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