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Enrich my heart, mouth, hands in me, with faith, with hope, with charity, that i may run, rise, rest with thee.
-George Herbert
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Enrich My Heart, Mouth, Hands In Me,

George Herbert
Enrich my heart, mouth, hands in me, with faith, with hope, with charity, that i may run, rise, rest with thee.
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Ecclesiastes names thee almighty, the maccabees name thee creator, the epistle to the ephesians names thee liberty, baruch names thee immensity, the psalms name thee wisdom and truth, john names thee light, the book of kings names thee lord, exodus names thee providence, leviticus sanctity, esdras justice, creation names thee god, man names thee father; but solomon names thee compassion, which is the most beautiful of all thy names.
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And then the spirit brings hope, hope in the strictest christian sense, hope which is hoping against hope. for an immediate hope exists in every person; it may be more powerfully alive in one person than in another; but in death every hope of this kind dies and turns into hopelessness. into this night of hopelessness (it is death that we are describing) comes the life-giving spirit and brings hope, the hope of eternity. it is against hope, for there was no longer any hope for that merely natural hope; this hope is therefore a hope contrary to hope.
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Gaze not on beauty too much, lest it blast thee; nor too long, lest it blind thee; nor too near, lest it burn thee. if thou like it, it deceives thee; if thou love it, it disturbs thee; if thou hunt after it, it destroys thee. if virtue accompany it, it is the heart's paradise; if vice associate it, it is the soul's purgatory. it is the wise man's bonfire, and the fool's furnace.
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Lord! thou art with thy people still; they see thee in the night-watches, and their hearts burn within them as thou talkest with them by the way. and thou art near to those that have not known thee; open their eyes that they may see thee--see thee weeping over them, and saying, "ye will not come unto me that ye might have life"--see thee hanging on the cross and saying, "father, forgive them, for they know not what they do"--see thee as thou wilt come again in thy glory to judge them at the last. amen.
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Rise, heart; thy lord is risen. sing his praise without delays, who takes thee by the hand, that thou likewise with him mayst rise: that, as his death calcined thee to dust, his life may make thee gold, and, much more, just.
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I see thee better in the dark, i do not need a light. the love of thee a prism be excelling violet. i see thee better for the years that hunch themselves between, the miner’s lamp sufficient be to nullify the mine. and in the grave i see thee best— its little panels be a-glow, all ruddy with the light i held so high for thee! what need of day to those whose dark hath so surpassing sun, it seem it be continually at the meridian?
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