Fear not, I am with thee, oh, be not afraid.This comforted me much in the forlorn exchange of my lovely surroundings at Oak Glen for the imprisonment of a town house.” “November 4. 241 Beacon Street. The dear minister preached on ‘All Saints and All Souls,’ the double festival of last week. At Communion he said: ‘Dear Sister Howe, remember that if you are moved to speak, you have freedom to do so.’ I had not thought of speaking, but presently rose and spoke of the two consecrated days. I said: ‘As I entered this church today, I thought of a beautiful cathedral in which one after another the saints whom I have known and loved, appeared on either side; first, the saints of my own happy childhood, then the excellent people whom I have known all my life long. The picture of one of them hangs on these walls.1 His memory is fresh in all our hearts. Surely it is a divine glory which we have seen in the faces of these friends, and they seem to lead us up to that dearest and divinest one, whom we call Master’ ; and so on. I record this to preserve this vision of the cathedral of heart saints. ...” “December 25. I was awake soon after five this morning, and a voice, felt, not heard, seemed to give me a friendly warning to set my house in order for ”
I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid.
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