Death To Life Is Crown Or Shame.

With Thee Conversing I Forget All Time.

To Live A Life Half Dead, A Living Death.

Thou Art My Father, Thou My Author, Thou My Being Gav'st Me; Whom Should I Obey But Thee, Whom Follow?

And To Thy Husband's Will Thine Shall Submit; He Over Thee Shall Rule.

Long Is The Way And Hard, That Out Of Hell Leads Up To Light.