Make Not Christ A Liar In Distrusting

The Night Will Close The Door & Fasten My Anchor Within The Veil And I Shall Go Away To Sleep.

I Live No More, But Christ Liveth In Me!

The Hope Of Heaven Under Troubles Is Like Wind And Sails To The Soul.

There Is Nothing Left To Us But To See How We May Be Approved Of Him, And How We May Roll The Weight Of Our Weak Souls In Well-doing Upon Him, Who Is God Omnipotent.

Let Your Children Be As So Many Flowers, Borrowed From God. If The Flowers Die Or Wither, Thank God For A Summer Loan Of Them.