Faith Is The Yes Of The Heart.

God's Love Gives In Such A Way That It Flows From A Father's Heart, The Well-spring Of All Good. The Heart Of The Giver Makes The Gift Dear And Precious; As Among Ourselves We Say Of Even A Trifling Gift, "it Comes From A Hand We Love," And Look Not So Much At The Gift As At The Heart.

The Great Unthankfulness, Contempt Of God's Word, And Wilfulness Of The World, Make Me Fear That The Divine Light Will Soon Cease To Shine On Man, For God's Word Has Ever Had Its Certain Course.

Whenever The Word Is Rightly Preached, And Attentively Heard, It Never Fails To Bring Forth Fruit.

In Our Sad Condition Our Only Consolation Is The Expectancy Of Another Life. Here Below All Is Incomprehensible.

Lord God, I Thank Thee That Thou Hast Been Pleased To Make Me A Poor And Indigent Man Upon Earth. I Have Neither House Nor Land Nor Money, To Leave Behind Me. Thou Hast Given Me Wife And Children, Whom I Now Restore To Thee. Lord, Nourish, Teach, And Preserve Them As Thou Hast Me.