Tribulation Will Not Hurt You, Unless As

An Aged Christian, With The Snow Of Time Upon His Head, May Remind Us That Those Points Of Earth Are Whitest Which Are Nearest To Heaven.

There Have Been Men Who Could Play Delightful Music On One String Of The Violin, But There Never Was A Man Who Could Produce The Harmonies Of Heaven In His Soul By A One-stringed Virtue.

Under The Shadow Of Earthly Disappointment, All Unconscious To Ourselves, Our Divine Redeemer Is Walking By Our Side.

It Is Those Who Make The Least Display Of Their Sorrow Who Mourn The Deepest.

This Is The Essential Evil Of Vice: It Debases A Man.