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... science and speculation pass into mystery at last.

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William Mountford
Age: 68 †
Born: 1816
Born: May 31
Died: 1885
Died: April 20
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This earth will be looked back on like a lowly home, and this life of ours be remembered like a short apprenticeship to duty.
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The day of our decease will be that of our coming of age and with our last breath we shall become free of the universe. And in some region of infinity, and from among its splendors, this earth will be looked back on like a lowly home, and this life of ours be remembered like a short apprenticeship to duty.
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Yes, I live in God, and shall eternally. It is His hand upholds me now and death will be but an uplifting of me into His bosom.
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With a mind not diseased, a holy life is a life of hope and at the end of it, death is a great act of hope.
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The light of genius is sometimes so resplendent as to make a man walk through life, amid glory and acclamation but it burns very dimly and low when carried into the valley of the shadow of death. But faith is like the evening star, shining into our souls the more brightly, the deeper is the night of death in which they sink.
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To commiserate is sometimes more than to give, for money is external to a man's self, but he who bestows compassion communicates his own soul.
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It is not in the bright, happy day, but only in the solemn night, that other worlds are to be seen shining in their long, long distances. And it is in sorrow - the night of the soul - that we see farthest, and know ourselves natives of infinity, and sons and daughters of the Most High.
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The second childhood of a saint is the early infancy of a happy immortality, as we believe.
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Yes, death, the hourly possibility of it, death is the sublimity of life.
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It is our souls which are the everlastingness of God's purpose in this earth.
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Duty reaches down the ages in its effects, and into eternity and when the man goes about it resolutely, it seems to me now as though his footsteps were echoing beyond the stars, though only heard faintly in the atmosphere of this world.
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Do we not hear voices, gentle and great, and some of them like the voices of departed friends,— do we not hear them saying to us, Come up hither?
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Where is the subject that does not branch out into infinity? For every grain of sand is a mystery so is every daisy in summer, and so is every snow-flake in winter. Both upwards and downwards, and all around us, science and speculation pass into mystery at last.
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The years of old age are stalls in the cathedral of life in which for aged men to sit and listen and meditate and be patient till the service is over, and in which they may get themselves ready to say Amen at the last, with all their hearts and souls and strength.
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Men would not be so hasty to abandon the world either as monks or as suicides, did they but see the jewels of wisdom and faith which are scattered so plentifully along its paths and lacking which no soul can come again from beyond the grave to gather.
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Not every hour, nor every day, perhaps, can generous wishes ripen into kind actions but there is not a moment that cannot be freighted with prayer.
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Night by night I will lie down and sleep in the thought of God, and in the thought, too, that my waking may be in the bosom of the Father and some time it will be, so I trust.
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God would never have let us long for our friends with such a strong and holy love, if they were not waiting for us.
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No martyr ever went the way of duty, and felt the shadow of death upon it. The shadow of death is darkest in the valley, which men walk in easily, and is never felt at all on a steep place, like Calvary. Truth is everlasting, and so is every lover of it and so he feels himself almost always.
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There is no burden of the spirit but is lightened by kneeling under it. Little by little, the bitterest feelings are sweetened by the mention of them in prayer. And agony itself stops swelling, if we can only cry sincerely, My God, my God!
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