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“I had rather be a porter in the house of my God than to live in the pavilions of the wicked” (Psa lxxxiv.10).
This may prove a mordant sort of prophecy if indeed I live on as no more than a brooding — loiterer in the ante-room of the Kingdom.
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Categories: Contemplation
Kingdom, The Psalms
I have no recollection of the conversation, Miss Heaton; but I am sure you wrought your usual devastation and I was as unconscious of it as the legendary limbless knight.
;)