Soul and Body: A Book of Sermons Preached in the Church of the Divine Paternity, New York City

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Universalist Publishing House, 1909 - 218 ˹
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˹ 168 - His lord answered and said unto him, Thou wicked and slothful servant, thou knewest that I reap where I sowed not, and gather where I...
˹ 50 - Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.
˹ 176 - THEY do me wrong who say I come no more When once I knock and fail to find you in; For every day I stand outside your door, And bid you wake and rise to fight and win. Wail not for precious chances passed away, Weep not for golden ages on the wane; Each night I burn the records of the day, At sunrise every soul is born again.
˹ 165 - This I beheld, or dreamed it in a dream : There spread a cloud of dust along a plain; And underneath the cloud, or in it, raged A furious battle, and men yelled, and swords Shocked upon swords and shields. A prince's banner Wavered, then staggered backward, hemmed by foes. A craven hung along the battle's edge, And thought, "Had I a sword of keener steel That blue blade that the king's son bears but this Blunt thing 1" he snapt and flung it from his hand, And lowering crept away and left...
˹ 110 - Are you in earnest? seize this very minute What you can do, or dream you can, begin it, Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it.
˹ 177 - Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped, To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb: My judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep, I lend my arm to all who say, "I can.
˹ 135 - Abba! Father!' it is the Spirit himself bearing witness with our spirit that we are children of God, and if children, then heirs, heirs of God and fellow heirs with Christ, provided we suffer with him in order that we may also be glorified with him.
˹ 153 - Earth gets its price for what Earth gives us: The beggar is taxed for a corner to die in, The priest hath his fee who comes and shrives us, We bargain for the graves we lie in ; At the devil's booth are all things sold, Each ounce of dross costs its ounce of gold ; For a cap and bells our lives we pay, Bubbles we buy with a whole soul's tasking: 'T is heaven alone that is given away, 'T is only God may be had for the asking; No price is set on the lavish summer; June may be had by the poorest comer.
˹ 163 - And unto one he gave five talents, to another two, and to another one ; to every man according to his several ability ; and straightway took his journey. 16 Then he that had received the five talents went and traded with the same, and made them other five talents.
˹ 50 - It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishment the scroll, I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my soul.

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