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127. Whether Dead or Living, I Am Held in Thine Immortal Arms

Mother Divine, the brave may laugh while passing amidst flying bullets, though death lurk in every one. But I laugh because, whether I float on the surface of the present life, or sink beneath the waves of death, I rest on Thy protecting, omnipresent eternal life — I am held in Thine immortal arms.

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