"...Who would dare the choice, neither or both to know, the finest quiver of joy or the agony thrill of woe! Never the equisite pain, then never the equisite bliss, for the heart that is dull to that can never be strung to this."
We are Sanctified, made holy, purified, made productive of holliness or spirtual blessings and ultimatly Set apartas
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