Verily, We Know Not What An Evil

When I Look To My Guiltiness, I See That My Salvation Is One Of Our Saviour's Greatest Miracles, Either In Heaven Or Earth.

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

Since He Looked Upon Me My Heart Is Not My Own. He Hath Runaway To Heaven With It.

Ye Have Lost A Child--nay, She Is Not Lost To You, Who Is Found To Christ; She Is Not Sent Away, But Only Sent Before; Like Unto A Star, Which Going Out Of Our Sight, Doth Not Die And Vanish, But Shineth In Another Hemisphere.

Oh Thrice Fools Are We Who Like New-born Princes Weeping In The Cradle Know Not That There Is A Kingdom Before Them Then Let Our Lord's Sweet Hand Square Us And Hammer Us And Strike Off The Knots Of Pride Self-love And World-worship And Infidelity That He May Make Us Stones And Pillars In His Father's House.