Many Are Friends To The Success Of

Your Heart Is Not The Compass That God Steers By.

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

I Live No More, But Christ Liveth In Me!

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.

I Wonder Many Times That Ever A Child Of God Should Have A Sad Heart, Considering What Their Lord Is Preparing For Them.