All The Survivors Of The

Be Still My Heart; Thou Hast Known Worse Than This.

One Who Journeying Along A Way He Knows Not, Having Crossed A Place Of Drear Extent, Before Him Sees A River Rushing Swiftly Toward The Deep, And All Its Tossing Current White With Foam, And Stops And Turns, And Measures Back His Way.

Noble And Manly Music Invigorates The Spirit, Strengthens The Wavering Man, And Incites Him To Great And Worthy Deeds.

Dreams Are Sent By God.

Evil Deeds Do Not Prosper; The Slow Man Catches Up With The Swift.