He That Passeth A Winters Day Escapes

Enrich My Heart, Mouth, Hands In Me, With Faith, With Hope, With Charity, That I May Run, Rise, Rest With Thee.

Wisedome Hath One Foot On Land, And Another On Sea.

Hee That Hath Patience Hath Fatt Thrushes For A Farthing.

One Hand Washeth Another, And Both The Face.

Threatned Men Eat Bread, Says The Spaniard.