AN EXHORTATION TO ESTRANGE ONESELF FROM THEM How beautiful the world is, but it is full of death! It is like unto a flower which opens in the spring. It blooms while dew and rain support its life; when the hot weather comes, the flower wilts. Likewise does death cause the cheeks to fade, and in the grave does it destroy the members of the body so beautifully arranged.… Grant us, O Lord, a refuge and defense in the land where the righteous dwell. The world
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