I Hang By A Thread, But It

The Hope Of Heaven Under Troubles Is Like Wind And Sails To The Soul.

Believe God's Love And Power More Than You Believe Your Own Feelings And Experiences. Your Rock Is Christ, And It Is Not The Rock That Ebbs And Flows But The Sea.

The Devil Is But A Whetstone To Sharpen The Faith And Patience Of The Saints.-

I Bless The Lord That All Our Troubles Come Through Christ's Fingers, And That He Casteth Sugar Among Them And Casteth In Some Ounce Withts Of Heaven And Of The Spirit Of Glory In Our Cup.

Well's Them Who Are Under Crosses, And Christ Says To Them, "half Mine."