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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=355998" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Conference Between Christ, The Saints, And The Soul</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am pale with sick desire,<br>For my heart is far away<br>From this world's fitful fire<br>And this world's waning day;<br>In a dream it overleaps<br>A world of tedious ills<br>To where the sunshine sleeps<br>On th' everlasting hills.<br>Say the Saints—There Angels ease us<br>Glorified and white. <br>They say—We rest in Jesus,<br>Where is not day nor night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My Soul saith—I have sought<br>For a home that is not gained,<br>I have spent yet nothing bought,<br>Have laboured but not attained;<br>My pride strove to rise and grow,<br>And hath but dwindled down;<br>My love sought love, and lo!<br>Hath not attained its crown. <br>Say the Saints—Fresh Souls increase us,<br>None languish nor recede.<br>They say—We love our Jesus,<br>And He loves us indeed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I cannot rise above,<br>I cannot rest beneath,<br>I cannot find out Love,<br>Nor escape from Death;<br>Dear hopes and joys gone by<br>Still mock me with a name; <br>My best beloved die<br>And I cannot die with them.<br>Say the Saints—No deaths decrease us,<br>Where our rest is glorious.<br>They say—We live in Jesus,<br>Who once died for us.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, my Soul, she beats her wings<br>And pants to fly away<br>Up to immortal Things<br>In the Heavenly day: <br>Yet she flags and almost faints;<br>Can such be meant for me?<br>Come and see—say the Saints.<br>Saith Jesus—Come and see.<br>Say the Saints—His Pleasures please us<br>Before God and the Lamb.<br>Come and taste My Sweets—saith Jesus—<br>Be with Me where I am.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Christina+Georgina+Rossetti">Christina Georgina Rossetti</a><div class=q>
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For my heart is far away
From this world's fitful fire
And this world's waning day;
In a dream it overleaps
A world of tedious ills
To where the sunshine sleeps
On th' everlasting hills.
Say the Saints—There Angels ea..."></div>
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