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Saints’ Reward
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Language is altogether too feeble to attempt a description of
heaven. As the scene rises before me, I am lost in amazement.
Carried away with the surpassing splendor and excellent glory, I lay
down the pen, and exclaim, “Oh, what love! what wondrous love!”
The most exalted language fails to describe the glory of heaven or
the matchless depths of a Saviour’s love.