Religion Would Save A Man; Christ Would

If Christ Is Not Divine, Every Impulse Of The Christian World Falls To A Lower Octave, And Light And Love And Hope Decline.

It Gives One A Sudden Start In Going Down A Barren, Stoney Street, To See Upon A Narrow Strip Of Grass, Just Within The Iron Fence, The Radiant Dandelion, Shining In The Grass, Like A Spark Dropped From The Sun.

Of All The Music That Reached Farthest Into Heaven, It Is The Beating Of A Loving Heart.

A Door That Seems To Stand Open Must Be Of A Man's Size, Or It Is Not The Door That Providence Means For Him.

The Human Soul Is God's Treasury, Out Of Which He Coins Unspeakable Riches.