Open My Heart, And You Will See

Praise Is Deeper Than The Lips

Be Sure That God Ne'er Dooms To Waste The Strength He Deigns Impart.

Still More Labyrinthine Buds The Rose.

One Who Never Turned His Back But Marched Breast Forward, Never Doubted Clouds Would Break, Never Dreamed, Though Right Were Worsted, Wrong Would Triumph, Held We Fall To Rise, Are Baffled To Fight Better, Sleep To Wake.

There Are Those Who Believe Something, And Therefore Will Tolerate Nothing; And On The Other Hand, Those Who Tolerate Everything, Because They Believe Nothing.