Believeth With The Life, The Pain Shall

How Very Hard It Is To Be A Christian!

Is Your Love For The Lord Sufficient To Give All Your Time And Talents To His Work?

No! Let Me Taste The Whole Of It, Fare Like My Peers, The Heroes Of Old, Bear The Brunt, In A Minute Pay Glad Life's Arrears Of Pain, Darkness And Cold.

But Little Do Or Can The Best Of Us: That Little Is Achieved Through Liberty.

The Only Fault's With Time; All Men Become Good Creatures: But So Slow!