My Heart Is Like A Singing Bird.

Obedience Is The Fruit Of Faith.

My Heart Is Breaking For A Little Love

She Gave Up Beauty In Her Tender Youth, Gave All Her Hope And Joy And Pleasant Ways; She Covered Up Her Eyes Lest They Should Gaze On Vanity, And Chose The Bitter Truth.

For One Man Is My World Of All The Men This Wide World Holds; O Love, My World Is You.

Does The Road Wind Up-hill All The Way? Yes, To The Very End.