The Broken Home - Or Lessons in Sorrow #223739

An immortal soul, with dormant powers that by and by will compass the universe; now soaring to the cope-stone of heaven, and measuring the stars; now turning the stone-leaves which beneath the earth record the histories of countless cycles. A soul which will at last strip off the encumbrance of clay, and sweep with exploring wing the vast eternity where God makes His dwelling place. And I must stoop beneath this wing and teach its first flight, that will rise higher and higher in the far forever.