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As other men have creeds, so have I mine;
I keep the holy faith in God, in man,
And in the Angels ministrant between;
I hold to one true church of all true souls,
Whose church seal is neither bread nor wine.  
Nor laying on of hands, nor holy oil,
But only the anointing of God’s Grace.  
 
I keep a faithful friendship with a friend,
Whom loyally I serve before myself;
I lock my lips too close to speak a lie;
I wash my hands too white to touch a bribe;
I owe no man a debt I cannot pay,
Save only of the love men ought to owe.  
 
Withal, each day, before the blessed Heaven
I open wide the chambers of my soul,
And pray the Holy Ghost to enter in.
 
Thus reads the fair confession of my faith;
So crossed with contradictions of my life,
That now may God forgive the written lie!
Yet still by help of Him who helpeth men,
I face two worlds, and fear not life or death.
O Father, lead me by thy hand, Amen!
''{{Style P-Signature in capitals|— Theodore Tilton.''}}}}


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{{Style S-Small capitals|The Mental Sphere of the Selfish}}:—No dream of poet, no conception of religious teacher, can ever portray with adequate vividness, the real torment awaiting the vicious and the utterly selfish in the world beyond death. That any suffering is everlasting, we utterly deny; the thought of an angry Judge and a burning lake is altogether foreign to the truth. No external person or thing will be there to condemn you. Conscience, memory, effect,—these abide; and the realisation that you are not what you might have been, the stinging conviction that all happiness was possible unto you, and would have been yours had you not spumed it, the full assent of your reason to the justice of the doom that has overtaken you, these considerations are your punishment; but they are also your salvation, for out or the prison-house of misery, well-nigh of despair, the spirit may extricate itself alone by desires to atone for past wrongs, atonement being never impossible. ''— W. J. Colville.''


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{{Style S-Small capitals|The English Sunday}}:—At the meeting of the Baptist Union the other day, the Rev. W. Brock, of Hampstead, read a paper which I commend to the notice of the intolerant fellows just referred to. Its subject was “Christian Liberty in relation to Modern Life.” Touching upon the subject of Sabbath observance, he said that when he remembered that his own great uncle was wont to sleep every Saturday night sitting upright in his chair, after the due combing and powdering of his periwig, rather than infringe upon the sanctity of the Sabbath hours, it supplied some measure of the distance which things had travelled since that day. Credit for conscientiousness was claimed by the ultra-Sabbatarians, but it must be equally conceded to those who felt free to wander among fields and woods, to travel by road or rail, and to spend a portion of the day in quiet relaxation. And then the reverend gentleman had a good word to say for the theatres, and for public amusements generally.—''The Referee.''


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