A Lawyer's Dealings Should Be

Ye Fearful Saints Fresh Courage Take, The Clouds You So Much Dread Are Big With Mercy And Shall Break, With Blessings On Your Head

Absence Of Occupation Is Not Rest; A Mind Quite Vacant Is A Mind Distressed.

Judge Not The Lord By Feeble Sense, But Trust Him For His Grace; Behind A Frowning Providence He Hides A Smiling Face. His Purposes Will Ripen Fast, Unfolding Every Hour;the Bud May Have A Bitter Taste, But Sweet Will Be The Flow’r. Blind Unbelief Is Sure To Err And Scan His Work In Vain; God Is His Own Interpreter, And He Will Make It Plain.

My Soul Is Sick With Every Day's Report Of Wrong And Outrage With Which Earth Is Filled.

An Idler Is A Watch That Wants Both Hands; As Useless If It Goes As When It Stands.