Moral Justice: a Vision of God’s Kingdom
Extol not riches then, the toil of fools, The wise man’s cumbrance, if not snare, more apt To slacken virtue and abate her edge Than prompt her to do aught may merit praise. John Milton (1608-74), Paradise Regained.
We have built a house that is not for Time’s throwing. We have gained a peace unshaken by pain for ever. War knows no power. Safe shall be my going, Secretly armed against all death’s endeavour; Safe though all safety’s lost; safe where men fall; And if these poor...