Jesus, Lover of my Soul, let me to thy bosom fly. How often did we not sing that good old hymn with courage in our mortal days? But when I got here, I found that we have to save ourselves if we are going to be saved at all.
I am in the bright light now.—Spirit Elizabeth Chase
I could not die if I wanted to.—Spirit Jacob Mumbach
There is no real separation by decease. We live on all the time.—Spirit David Ogden


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