Quote by Donald Cargill
Fear not and the God of mercies grant a full gale and a fair entry

Fear not and the God of mercies grant a full gale and a fair entry into His kingdom, which may carry sweetly and swiftly over the bar, that you find not the rub of death. – Donald Cargill

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It is long since I could have adventured on eternity, through Gods mercy and Christs merits but death remained somewhat terrible, and that now is taken away and now death is no more to me, but to cast myself into my husbands arms, and to lie down with Him. – Donald Cargill

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I wish there were more true conversion, and then there would not be so much backsliding, and, for fear of suffering, living at ease, when there are so few to contend for Christ and His cause. – Donald Cargill

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I come now to tell you for what I am brought here to die, and to give you an account of my faith, which I shall do as in the sight of the living God before whom I am shortly to stand. – Donald Cargill

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Love and death are the two great hinges on which all human sympathies turn. – B. R. Hayden

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The knowledge of the realm of death makes it possible for the shaman to move freely back and forth and mediate these journeys for other people. – Stanislav Grof

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An unused life is an early death. – Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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If the human condition were the periodic table, maybe love would be hydrogen at No. 1. Death would be helium at No. 2. Power, I reckon, would be where oxygen is. – David Mitchell

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