I Escaped The Thunder, And Fell Into

Wee Leave More To Do When Wee Dye, Then Wee Have Done.

The Fault Of The Horse Is Put On The Saddle.

Folly Growes Without Watering.

Teach Me, My God And King In All Things Thee To See And What I Do In Anything To Do It As For Thee

Take Heed Of The Wrath Of A Mighty Man, And The Tumult Of The People.