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What if this present were the world’s last night?

John Donne

Sleep with clean hands, either kept clean all day by integrity or washed clean at night by repentance.
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Cleaning Hands Integrity Night Regret
Keep us, Lord, so awake in the duties of our calling that we may sleep in thy peace and wake in thy glory.
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Glory Ourselves Peace Responsibility Wake Up
All occasions invite His mercies, and all times are His seasons.
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Invitation Mercy Occasion Sesaon Time
Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
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Beautiful Build Death Love
In the first minute that my soul is infused, the Image of God is imprinted in my soul; so forward is God in my behalf, and so early does he visit me.
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God Image Myself Soul Visit
Be more than man, or thou’rt less than an ant.
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Animal Man Worth Yourself
Thy face is mine eye, and mine is thine.
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Eyes Face Myself
To know and feel all this and not have the words to express it makes a human a grave of his own thoughts.
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Expression Feeling Grave Human Thinking Word
Poor intricated soul! Riddling, perplexed, labyrinthical soul!
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Confusion Poor Soul
O Lord, never suffer us to think that we can stand by ourselves, and not need thee.
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God Need Stand Suffering Thinking
How much shall I be changed, before I am changed!
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Change Deep Myself
As God loves a cheerful giver, so he also loves a cheerful taker. Who takes hold of his gifts with a glad heart.
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Gift God Happiness Heart Love
I observe the physician with the same diligence as the disease.
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Myself Observation Sick
Batter my heart, three-personed God, for you As yet but knock; breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise, and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
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Break Breathe Force God Heart Myself Rise Seek
Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so. For, those, whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow. Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
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Death God Kill Myself Poor Proud Thinking
If we consider eternity, into that time never entered; eternity is not an everlasting flux of time, but time is as a short parenthesis in a long period; and eternity had been the same as it is, though time had never been.
JOHN DONNE

Forever Parents Short Time

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