Blessed Are The Simple, For They Shall

He Rides Pleasantly Enough Whom The Grace Of God Carries.

Don't Flatter The Rich, Or Appear To Willing Before The Great.

Have Therefore Zeal To Better Thyself And Then Mayst Thou Have Zeal To Thy Neighbor.

To Be Able To Live Peaceably With Hard And Perverse Persons, Or With The Disorderly, Or With Such As Go Contrary To Us, Is A Great Grace.

Love Wakes Much And Sleeps Little And, In Sleeping, Does Not Sleep. It Faints Is Not Weary; It Is Restricted In Its Liberty And Is Great Freedom. It Sees Reasons To Fear And Does Not Fear, But, Like An Ember Or A Spark Of Fire, Flames Always Upward, By The Fervor Of Its Love, Toward God, And Through The Special Help Of Grace Is Delivered From All Perils And Dangers