Prayer Moves The Arm Which Moves The

Prayer Moves The Arm Which Moves The World, And Brings Salvation Down.

The Dove, On Silver Pinions, Winged Her Peaceful Way.

If God Hath Made This World So Fair, Where Sin And Death Abound, How Beautiful Beyond Compare Will Paradise Be Found!

The Tulip's Petals Shine In Dew, All Beautiful, But None Alike.

Blue Thou Art, Intensely Blue; Flower, Whence Came Thy Dazzling Hue?