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Darkness cannot shut me in again. I have had a glimpse of the shore, and can now live by the hope of reaching it.
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Darkness cannot shut me in again. I have had a glimpse of the shore, and can now live by the hope of reaching it.
They are new every morning. Great is your faithfulness.
Behold, we call them blessed who endured. You have heard of the perseverance of Job and have seen the Lord in the outcome, and how the Lord is full of compassion and mercy.
Is any among you suffering? Let him pray. Is any cheerful? Let him sing praises.
Confess your sins to one another and pray for one another, that you may be healed. The insistent prayer of a righteous person is powerfully effective.
It is because of Yahweh’s loving kindnesses that we are not consumed, because his mercies don’t fail.
“Yahweh is my portion,” says my soul. “Therefore I will hope in him.”
Yahweh is good to those who wait for him, to the soul who seeks him.
It is good that a man should hope and quietly wait for the salvation of Yahweh.
For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which will be revealed toward us.
We know that all things work together for good for those who love God, for those who are called according to his purpose.
What then shall we say about these things? If God is for us, who can be against us?
I thought that a fairer era of life was beginning for me, one that was to have its flowers and pleasures, as well as its thorns and toils.
I looked at the blank wall: it seemed a sky thick with ascending stars,—every one lit me to a purpose or delight.
She had been actually happy all the time; and dozens and dozens of the tiny, pale green points were to be seen in cleared places, looking twice as cheerful as they had looked before when the grass and weeds had been smothering them.
My optimism, then, does not rest on the absence of evil, but on a glad belief in the preponderance of good and a willing effort always to coöperate with the good, that it may prevail.
In the midst of my perplexity I read an essay of Stevenson which made me feel as if I had been "outing" in the sunshine, instead of losing heart over a difficult task. I tried again with new courage and succeeded almost before I knew it.
But during the first nineteen months of my life I had caught glimpses of broad, green fields, a luminous sky, trees and flowers which the darkness that followed could not wholly blot out.
Then comes hope with a smile and whispers, "There is joy in self-forgetfulness." So I try to make the light in others' eyes my sun, the music in others' ears my symphony, the smile on others' lips my happiness.
You wrote with no thoughts of fame and money, and put your heart into it, my daughter. You have had the bitter, now comes the sweet. Do your best, and grow as happy as we are in your success.
You mayn’t get the things themselves; but nothing can prevent you from having the fun of looking forward to them.
And, Leslie, I can’t help believing that life has something good and beautiful for you yet.
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