All We Who Believe On

Nothing On Earth Is So Well-suited To Make The Sad Merry, The Merry Sad, To Give Courage To The Despairing, To Make The Proud Humble, To Lessen Envy And Hate, As Music.

It Is Impossible To Separate Works From Faith- Yea, Just As Impossible As To Separate Burning And Shining From Fire.

There Are Only Two Days On My Calendar... Today And The Day Of Judgment

A Mighty Fortress Is Our God, A Bulwark Never Failing: Our Helper He Amid The Flood Of Mortal Ills Prevailing.

Feelings Come And Feelings Go, And Feelings Are Deceiving; My Warrant Is The Word Of God-- Naught Else Is Worth Believing. Though All My Heart Should Feel Condemned For Want Of Some Sweet Token, There Is One Greater Than My Heart Whose Word Cannot Be Broken. I'll Trust In God's Unchanging Word Till Soul And Body Sever, For, Though All Things Shall Pass Away, His Word Shall Stand Forever!