The Seaboard Parish Volume 3 by George MacDonald
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would be holy, for whatsoever is of faith must be the opposite of sin; and
that was my part towards heaving the weight of sin, which, like myriads of gravestones, was pressing the life out of us men, off the whole world. Faith in God is life and righteousness--the faith that trusts so that it will obey--none other. Lord, lift the people thou hast made into holy obedience and thanksgiving, that they may be glad in this thy world. CHAPTER VI. THE GATHERING STORM. The weather cleared up again the next day, and for a fortnight it was lovely. In this region we saw less of the sadness of the dying year than in our own parish, for there being so few trees in the vicinity of the ocean, the autumn had nowhere to hang out her mourning flags. But there, indeed, so mild is the air, and so equable the temperature all the winter through, compared with the inland counties, that the bitterness of the season is almost unknown. This, however, is no guarantee against furious storms of wind and rain. Not long after the occurrence last recorded, Turner paid us another visit. |
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