In Vain We Build The City If

At The Heart Of The Cyclone Tearing The Sky And Flinging The Cloud And The Towers By, Is A Place Of Central Calm: So Here In The Roar Of Mortal Things, I Have A Place Where My Spirit Sings, In The Hollow Of God's Palm.

Oft When The White, Still Dawn Lifted The Skies And Pushed The Hills Apart, I Have Felt It Like A Glory In My Heart.

The Thing That Is Incredible Is Life Itself. Why Should We Be Here In This Sun-illuminated Universe? Why Should There Be Green Earth Under Our Feet?

He Fed His Spirit With The Bread Of Books

The Future Life Is Where We Will Go On Helping To Bring The Universe To Perfection, Which Is God's Grand Ultimate Aim. [the Purpose Of Life] Is To Help God Run The Universe. Everyone In That Better Land Will Be Busy All The Time, And The Environment Will Be Perfect All The Time For Doing The Work Which God Assigns To All.