There Is No Self-delusion More Fatal Than

A Beggar Through The World Am I, From Place To Place I Wander By. Fill Up My Pilgrim's Scrip For Me, For Christ's Sweet Sake And Charity.

The Thing We Long For, That We Are For One Transcendent Moment.

Now The Heart Is So Full That A Drop Overfills It; We Are Happy Now Because God Wills It.

They Are Slaves Who Fear To Speak For The Fallen And The Weak; They Are Slaves Who Will Not Choose Hatred, Scoffing, And Abuse, Rather Than In Silence Shrink From The Truth They Needs Must Think; They Are Slaves Who Dare Not Be In The Right With Two Or Three.

Earth's Biggest Country 's Gut Her Soul, An' Risen Up Earth's Greatest Nation.