Death But Supplies The Oil

Ah Why Refuse The Blameless Bliss? Can Danger Lurk Within A Kiss?

The Love Of A Mother Is The Veil Of A Softer Light Between The Heart And The Heavenly Father.

Summer Has Set In With Its Usual Severity.

I Have Found Words [in The Bible] For My Inmost Thoughts, Songs For My Joy, Utterances For My Hidden Griefs, And Pleadings For My Shame And My Feebleness.

Language Is The Armory Of The Human Mind, And At Once Contains The Trophies Of Its Past And The Weapons Of Its Future Conquests.