The Best Of All The Preachers Are

There's Nothing That Builds Up A Toil-weary Soul Like A Day On A Stream, Back On The Banks Of The Old Fishing Hole Where A Fellow Can Dream. There's Nothing So Good For A Man As To Flee From The City And Lie Full Length In The Shade Of A Whispering Tree And Gaze At The Sky. . . . . It Is Good For The World That Men Hunger To Go To The Banks Of A Stream, And Weary Of Sham And Of Pomp And Of Show They Have Somewhere To Dream. For This Life Would Be Dreary And Sordid And Base Did They Not Now And Then Seek Refreshment And Calm In God's Wide, Open Space And Come Back To Be Men.

Tomorrow--there's No Day So Fair, It Knows No Sorrow; A Day That Banishes Despair, Joy Rules Tomorrow.

I'd Rather See A Sermon Than Hear One Any Day; I'd Rather One Should Walk With Me Than Merely Tell The Way.

If You Never Take A Chance, You Will Never Be Defeated - But You Will Never Accomplish Anything Either.

He Started To Sing As He Tackled The Thing. That Couldn't Be Done, And He Did It.