For Real Company And Friendship, There Is

Spend As Much Time As Possible, With Body And With Spirit In God's Out-of-doors.

What Is Friendship? Something Deep That The Heart Can Spend And Keep: Wealth That Greatens While We Give, Praise That Heartens Us To Live.

What Do I Owe My Father? Everything!

This Is The Gospel Of Labour, Ring It, Ye Bells Of The Kirk! The Lord Of Love Came Down From Above, To Live With The Men Who Work. This Is The Rose That He Planted, Here In The Thorn-curst Soil: Heaven Is Blest With Perfect Rest, But The Blessing Of Earth Is Toil.

Let Me But Find It In My Heart To Say, When Vagrant Wishes Beckon Me Astray, "this Is My Work; My Blessing, Not My Doom; Of All Who Live, I Am The One By Whom This Work Can Best Be Done In The Right Way."