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Humility Is A Strange Flower; It Grows Best In Winter Weather, And Under Storms Of Affliction.

If Christ Jesus Be The Periode, The End And The Lodging-home At The End Of Your Journey, There Is No Fear Ye Go To A Friend . . . Ye May Look Death In The Face With Joy.

Oh Thrice Fools Are We Who Like New-born Princes Weeping In The Cradle Know Not That There Is A Kingdom Before Them Then Let Our Lord's Sweet Hand Square Us And Hammer Us And Strike Off The Knots Of Pride Self-love And World-worship And Infidelity That He May Make Us Stones And Pillars In His Father's House.

If So Be That Freewill Were Our Tutor, And We Had Our Heaven In Our Own Keeping, Then We Would Lose All. But Because We Have Christ For Our Tutor, And He Has Our Heaven In His Hand, Therefore The Covenant It Must Be Perpetual.

Your Heart Is Not The Compass That God Steers By.