O human soul! as long as thou canst so
Set up a mark of everlasting light
Above the howling senses' ebb and flow
To cheer thee, and to right thee if thou roam—
Not with lost toil thou laborest thro' the night!
Thou mak'st the heaven thou hop'st indeed thy home.
—Matthew Arnold.
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PRECIOUSNESS OF CHRIST
Jesus, the very thought of thee