God Answers Sharp And Sudden On Some

Yes, I Answered You Last Night; No, This Morning, Sir, I Say: Colors Seen By Candle-light Will Not Look The Same By Day.

Some People Always Sigh In Thanking God.

My Future Will Not Copy My Fair Past, I Wrote That Once. And, Thinking At My Side My Ministering Life-angel Justified The Word By His Appealing Look Upcast To The White Throne Of God.

Do Ye Hear The Children Weeping, O My Brothers?

New Angel Mine, Unhoped For In The World!