"High expectations I have. In hardness I labor that, fuller joy at the
top I may partake. Nevertheless, in vain I toil. And then, friends' and
people's reproach I become, because of my drowning hopes that keeps me
out of the circle of riches and honor. I'm the distance they keep like
plague, because I have no physical wealth and glamor like them. But in
all my stony falls and griefs, the word of restoration in the blood
given to me upon the altar of salvation, I cling. For in the end, mercy
will attend my situation and see to my hard labor with crown of great
success.”
Darmie Orem
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