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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, […]