When thou shalt arrive thus far, that tribulation becomes sweet and savoury to thee for the love of Christ; then think that it is well with thee, for thou hast found a paradise upon earth.
- Bk. II, ch. xii.
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Pain, lifted up to Thee,
Is Pain no more:
Joy casts aside the weeds
That Sorrow wore.
-Poems.
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Adapted from Just For Today(©1943 Burns & Oates)
Nihil Obstat: Reginaldus Phillips, S.T.L.,Censor deputatus
Imprimatur: Edwardus Myers, Vic. Cap.
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