Your Heart Is Not The Compass That

Why Should I Tremble At The Plough Of My Lord, That Maketh Deep Furrows On My Soul? I Know He Is No Idle Husbandman, He Purposeth A Crop.

Well's Them Who Are Under Crosses, And Christ Says To Them, "half Mine."

After Winter Comes The Summer. After Night Comes The Dawn. And After Every Storm, There Comes Clear, Open Skies.

No Created Powers Can Mar Our Lord Jesus' Music, Nor Spill Our Song Of Joy. Let Us Then Be Glad And Rejoice In The Salvation Of Our Lord

There Is As Much In Our Lord's Pantry As Will Satisfy All His Children And As Much Wine In His Cellar As Will Quench All Their Thirst. Hunger On, For There Is Meat In Hungering For Christ; Go Never From Him, But Seek Him Who Is Yet Pleased With The Importunity Of Hungry Souls Until He Fills You; If He Delays, Yet Do Not Go Away, Even If You Faint At His Feet.