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

Mother Divine, the brave may laugh as they pass among flying bullets though death threatens with each one. I laugh, however, because whether I am floating on the surface of this present life or sinking beneath the waves of death, I rest forever in Thy protecting, omnipresent, eternal life, held safely forever in Thy immortal arms.

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128. I Beheld Thee Hiding Behind the Flowers