O Believer Art Thou… — memoirandremains


O believer, art thou in poverty and straits? There is an incorruptible treasure in that house. Is thine honour in the dust? A crown for thy head and a sceptre for thy hand await thee there. Art thou shut up in solitude? There you shall enjoy eternal converse with God, the angels, and the saints. […]

via O Believer Art Thou… — memoirandremains

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