'tis Well Averred, A Scientific Faith's Absurd.

I See My Way As Birds Their Trackless Way. I Shall Arrive,- What Time, What Circuit First, I Ask Not; But Unless God Send His Hail Or Blinding Fire-balls, Sleet Or Stifling Snow, In Some Time, His Good Time, I Shall Arrive: He Guides Me And The Bird. In His Good Time.

Time'swheelsrunsbackor Stops: Potterand Clayendure.

To Do Good Things In The World, First You Must Know Who You Are And What Gives Meaning To Your Life.

Earth Changes, But Thy Soul And God Stand Sure.

Thou Art My Single Day, God Lends To Leaven What Were All Earth Else, With A Feel Of Heaven.