Your Heart Is Not The Compass That

Set Not Your Heart Upon The World, Since God Hath Not Made It Your Portion.

It Is Certain That This Is Not Only Good Which The Almighty Has Done, But That It Is Best; He Hath Reckoned All Your Steps To Heaven.

The Bloom Fell Off My Branches And Joy Did Cast Off Its Flower

Those Who Can Take That Crabbed Tree Handsomely Upon Their Back, And Fasten It On Cannily, Shall Find It Such A Burden As Wings Unto A Bird, Or Sails To A Ship.

My Desire Is That My Lord Would Give Me Broader And Deeper Thoughts, To Feed Myself With Wondering At His Love.