How Good Is God! How Sweet His

Behind A Veil, Unseen Yet Present, I Was The Forceful Soul That Moved This Mighty Body.

All Is Asleep: The Army, The Wind, And Neptune.

Hell, Covering All With Its Gloomy Vapors, Has Cast Shadows On Even The Holiest Eyes.

She Wavers, She Hesitates; In One Word — She Is A Woman.

You Feign Guilt In Order To Justify Yourself.