England's Antiphon by George MacDonald
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page 120 of 387 (31%)
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But never stays till it the last do gain.
Now God the truth, and first of causes is; God is the last good end, which lasteth still; Being Alpha and Omega named for this: Alpha to wit, Omega to the will. Since then her heavenly kind she doth display In that to God she doth directly move, And on no mortal thing can make her stay, She cannot be from hence, but from above. One passage more, the conclusion and practical summing up of the whole: O ignorant poor man! what dost thou bear, Locked up within the casket of thy breast? What jewels and what riches hast thou there! What heavenly treasure in so weak a chest! Think of her worth, and think that God did mean This worthy mind should worthy things embrace: Blot not her beauties with thy thoughts unclean, Nor her dishonour with thy passion base. Kill not her quickening power with surfeitings; Mar not her sense with sensuality; Cast not her serious wit on idle things; Make not her free-will slave to vanity. And when thou think'st of her eternity, |
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