Death Hath So Many Doors To Let

Only Look To Jesus. He Died For You, Died In Your Place, Died Under The Frowns Of Heaven, That We Might Die Under Its Smile. Regard Neither Unbelief Nor Doubt. Fear Neither Sin Nor Hell. Choose Neither Life Nor Death. All These Are Swallowed Up In The Immensity Of Christ And Are Triumphed Over In His Cross.

Only Look To Jesus. He Died For You, Died In Your Place, Died Under The Frowns Of Heaven, That We Might Die Under Its Smile.

A Woman Friend! He That Believes That Weakness, Steers In A Stormy Night Without A Compass.

O Great Corrector Of Enormous Times, Shaker Of O'er-rank States, Thou Grand Decider Of Dusty And Old Titles, That Healest With Blood The Earth When It Is Sick, And Curest The World O' The Pleurisy Of People.

Hence, All You Vain Delights, As Short As Are The Nights Wherein You Spend Your Folly! There's Naught In This Life Sweet But Only Melancholy; O Sweetest Melancholy!