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| "...for life goes forward, and not tarried with yesterday..." |
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| "...you are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth..." |
| "...the archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far..." |
| "...let your bending in the Archer's hands be for gladness; for even as He loves the arrrow that flies..." |
| "...so He loves the bow that is stable." |
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