Do justice to the fatherless, and relieve the
widow!" "Do that," says the Lord, "and then your repentance will be
sincere. Church building and church going are well--but they are not
repentance--churches are not souls. I ask you for your hearts, and
you give me fine stones and fine words. I want souls--I want YOUR
souls--I want you to turn to me. And what am I? saith the Lord. I
am justice, I am love, I am the God of the oppressed, the fatherless,
the widow.--That is my character. Turn to justice, turn to love,
turn to mercy; long to be made just, and loving, and merciful; see
that your sin has been just this, and nothing else, that you have
been unjust, unloving, unmerciful. Repent for your neglect and
cruelty, and repent in dust and ashes, when you see what wretched
hypocrites you really are. And then, my boundless mercy and pardon
shall be open to you. As you wish to be to me, so will I be to you;
if you wish to become merciful, you shall taste my mercy; if you wish
to become loving to others, you shall find that I love you; if you
wish to become just, you shall find that I am just, just to deal by
you as you deal by others; faithful and just to forgive you your
sins, and to cleanse you from all unrighteousness.
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