Always Be Thou Prepared, And So Live

Who Has A Harder Fight Than He Who Is Striving To Overcome Himself.

No Confict Is So Severe As His Who Labors To Subdue Himself.

Thou Art My Glory And The Exultation Of Y Heart: Thou Art My Hope And Refuge In The Day Of My Trouble.

So Passes Away The Glory Of This World. ('sic Transit Gloria Mundi.')

A Man That Is Well Ordered In His Soul Needeth Little The Unkind Demeanor Of Worldly People Nor Yet Their Proud Behavior.