"My Father! I now come to thee with a desire to thank thee for
the continuance of our love, the one for the other. I feel that
without thy love in me, I should be alone here in the flesh. I
cannot express my gratitude for what thou hast been and continuest to
be to me. But thou knowest what my feelings are. When nought on
earth seemeth pleasant to me, thou dost make thyself known to me, and
teach me that which is needful for me, and dost cheer my travels on.
I know that thou hast not created me and placed me here on earth,
amidst its toils and troubles, and the follies of those around me,
and told me to be like thyself, when I see so little of thee here to
profit by; thou hast not done this, and then left me to myself, a
poor, weak man, scarcely able to earn my bread. No; thou art my
Father, and I will love thee, for thou didst first love me, and
lovest me still. We will ever be parent and child. Wilt thou give
me strength to persevere in this great work of redemption. Wilt thou
show me the true means of accomplishing it. . . . I thank thee for
the knowledge that I have attained of thee by thy sons who have been
before me, and especially for him who brought me so perfect a type of
thy goodness and love to men.
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