Ah! never shall the land forget How gushed the life-blood of her brave -
Truth crushed to earth shall rise again,- The eternal years of God are hers; But Error, wounded, writhes with pain, And dies among his worshippers.
The groves were God's first temples.
Winning isn't everything, but it beats anything in second place.
The victory of endurance born.
Christ taught an astonishing thing about physical death: not merely that it is an experience robbed of its terror but that as an experience it does not exist at all. To "sleep in Christ," like one that wraps the drapery of his couch about him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.