No Confict Is So Severe As His

For Man Plans, But God Arranges.

Oh, How Swiftly The Glory Of The World Passes Away!

Blessed Is The Pilgrim, Who In Every Place, And At All Times Of This His Banishment In The Body, Calling Upon The Holy Name Of Jesus, Calleth To Mind His Native Heavenly Land, Where His Blessed Master, The King Of Saints And Angels, Waiteth To Receive Him. Blessed Is The Pilgrim Who Seeketh Not An Abiding Place Unto Himself In This World; But Longeth To Be Dissolved, And Be With Christ In Heaven.

We Feel And Weigh Soon Enough What We Suffer From Others: But How Much Others Suffer From Us, Of This We Take No Heed.

Be Yourself -the Man Who Is Neither Bent Upon Pleasing His Fellows Nor Afraid Of Offending Them Will Enjoy Great Peace.