human
Oh! my child, she would have said, could her thoughts have found utterance,
gpt
Why art thou cast down, oh! my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? were the meditations of the dying woman, when turning from earth, she raised her soul on high.
human
I leave my children in the hands of a heavenly Father, as well as a mighty God--in the care of Him who died that man might live forevermore.