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Bolton Hall, “Separate From Sinners” (1899)
I said: “I will separate myself from the world, O Lord. My soul is white, and I am weary of the sins of men.” God said: “Your hands are red. How came your soul so white?” I answered: “Lord, it is a bloody world; and generations of men have suffered from their sins. I have profited by their errors. Have I not seen how evil spots the soul? I have kept mine white.” “Are all your brethren’s souls now white? ” said God. I hung my head. “Go back to your work”; said God. “you have learned in their pains, […]