The Hope Of Heaven Under Troubles Is

After Every Storm, There Comes Clear Open Skies.

Take Christ In With You Under Your Yoke, And Let Patience Have Her Perfect Work.

Build Your Nest In No Tree Here...for The Lord Of The Forest Has Condemned The Whole Woods To Be Demolished.

Millions Of Hells Of Sinners Cannot Come Near To Exhaust Infinite Grace.

There Is Nothing Left To Us But To See How We May Be Approved Of Him, And How We May Roll The Weight Of Our Weak Souls In Well-doing Upon Him, Who Is God Omnipotent.