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“This is the testimony of all the good books, sermons, hymns, and memoirs I read--that God's ways are infinitely perfect; that we are to love Him for what He is and therefore equally as much when He afflicts as when He prospers us; that there is no real happiness but in doing and suffering His will; and that this life is but a scene of probation through which we pass to the real life above.”

Quote by Elizabeth Prentiss

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Stepping Heavenward

In this novel, the protagonist embarks on a journey of introspection and enlightenment, navigating complex emotional landscapes and profound philosophical questions. more

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Elizabeth Prentiss
Elizabeth Prentiss

Elizabeth Prentiss was an American author born on October 26, 1818, and died on August 13, 1878. Known for her works on religious and moral education, she has left a lasting impact on readers. more

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