All Your Strength Is In Union, All

O Thou Sculptor, Painter, Poet! Take This Lesson To Thy Heart: That Is Best Which Lieth Nearest; Shape From That Thy Work Of Art.

Oh, How Short Are The Days! How Soon The Night Overtakes Us!

Art Is The Gift Of God, And Must Be Used Unto His Glory.

O Holy Trust! O Endless Sense Of Rest! Like The Beloved John To Lay His Head Upon The Saviour's Breast, And Thus To Journey On!

Music Is The Language Spoken By Angels.