At all times I am near unto thee, but thou art ever far from Me . . . While there is yet time, return, and lose not thy chance.
At all times I am near unto thee, but thou art ever far from Me . . . While there is yet time, return, and lose not thy chance.
God hath revealed, that "We are closer to man than his life-vein."
Meditate on what the poet hath written: "Wonder not, if my Best-Beloved be closer to me than mine own self; wonder at this, that I, despite such nearness, should still be so far from Him."
This most great, this fathomless and surging Ocean is near, astonishingly near, unto you. Behold it is closer to you than your life-vein! Swift as the twinkling of an eye ye can, if ye but wish it, reach and partake of this imperishable favor, this God-given grace, this incorruptible gift, this most potent and unspeakably glorious bounty.