He Gives Only The Worthless Gold Who

Who Speaks The Truth Stabs Falsehood To The Heart.

The Holy Supper Is Kept, Indeed, In Whatso We Share With Anothers Need; Not What We Give, But What We Share, For The Gift Without The Giver Is Bare; Who Gives Himself With His Alms Feeds Three, Himself, His Hungering Neighbor, And Me.

At The Devil's Booth Are All Things Sold. Each Ounce Of Dross Costs Its Ounce Of Gold.

Who Gives Himself With His Alms Feeds Three, Himself, His Hungering Neighbor And Me.

The Heart Forgets Its Sorrow And Ache.