There Is Nothing That Will Make You

My Dear Brother, Let God Make Of You What He Will, He Will End All With Consolation, And Shall Make Glory Out Of Your Suffering.

No Created Powers Can Mar Our Lord Jesus' Music, Nor Spill Our Song Of Joy. Let Us Then Be Glad And Rejoice In The Salvation Of Our Lord

Through Many Afflictions We Must Enter Into The Kingdom Of God ... It Is Folly To Think To Steal To Heaven With A Whole Skin.

There Is No Sweeter Fellowship With Christ Than To Bring Our Wounds And Our Sores To Him.

They Lose Nothing Who Gain Christ.