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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Story of an African Farm by Olive Schreiner: the Lord, and no voice cry out it was a mean and dastardly sin to lie, and
kill the trusting in their sleep? Could the friend of God marry his own
sister, and be beloved, and the man who does it today goes to hell, to
hell? Was there nothing always right or always wrong?
Those leaves had dropped blood for him once: they had made his heart heavy
and cold; they had robbed his childhood of its gladness; now his fingers
moved over them caressingly.
"My father God knows, my father knows," he said; "we cannot understand; He
knows." After a while he whispered, smiling--"I heard your voice this
morning when my eyes were not yet open, I felt you near me, my Father. Why
do you love me so? His face was illuminated. "In the last four months the
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