We have peace with God as soon as we believe but not always with ourselves. The pardon may be past the prince's hand and seal and yet not put into the prisoner's hand.
Let peace descending from her native heaven bid her olives spring amidst the joyful nations and plenty in league with commerce scatter blessings from her copious hand!
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I never will have peace of mind. I'm not constructed that way. Some things in life can be horrible.
