Even beyond the grave―
Even within the gates of Hell itself―
There is yet mercy and pardon―
Yet hope and love held out to all.
Not one atom of the immortal soul-essence is ever truly lost―wholly doomed either to annihilation or eternal misery.
It is far easier for you, in our earthly life, to undo your misdeeds than to wait until death places a barrier between you, and those to whom you would atone.
There is nothing, but what the soul has created itself, and each must work to undo what he has done―to build up again what he has destroyed―to purify what he has debased.
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