Unfinished
by Henry Ward Beech
The deeper men go into life, the deeper is their conviction that this life is not all. It is an "unfinished symphony". A day may round out an insect's life, and a bird or a bee needs no tomorrow. No so with him who knows that he is related to God and has felt the power of an endless life.
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