All souls beneath the gloom That pass with little flames, All these till time be run Pass one by one As Christs to save, and die; What wrong one sowed, Behold, another reaps! Where lips awake our joy The sad heart sleeps Within.
“You want God to tell you something is true so you’ll really know it’s true, but you know that even if He tells you you won’t entirely believe Him.”
William T. Vollmann | You Bright and Risen Angels
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