Henceforth The Majesty Of God

The Heart That Can No Longer Love Passionately Must With Fury Hate.

How Good Is God! How Sweet His Yoke!

This Innocence Begins To Weigh Me Down.

And Forever Goodbye! Forever! Oh, Sir, Can You Imagine How Dreadful This Cruel Word Sounds When One Loves?

What Does It Matter If, By Chance, A Little Vile Blood Be Spilled?