All But God Is Changing

It's All In The Day's Work, As The Huntsman Said When The Lion Ate Him.

Take Comfort, And Recollect However Little You And I May Know, God Knows; He Knows Himself And You And Me And All Things; And His Mercy Is Over All His Works.

All The Butterflies And Cockyolybirds Would Fly Past Me.

Still The Race Of Hero Spirits Pass The Lamp From Hand To Hand.

I Do Not Want Merely To Possess A Faith, I Want A Faith That Possesses Me.