Forgive What You Do Not

The Hours Of Folly Are Measured By The Clock; But Of Wisdom, No Clock Can Measure.

To Be An Error And To Be Cast Out Is A Part Of God's Design.

Lives In Eternity's Sun Rise.

O Thou With Dewy Locks, Who Lookest Down Thro' The Clear Windows Of The Morning, Turn Thine Angel Eyes Upon Our Western Isle, Which In Full Choir Hails Thy Approach, O Spring! The Hills Tell Each Other, And The Listening Valleys Hear; All Our Longing Eyes Are Turned Up To Thy Bright Pavilions: Issue Forth, And Let Thy Holy Feet Visit Our Clime. Come O'er The Eastern Hills, And Let Our Winds Kiss Thy Perfumed Garments; Let Us Taste Thy Morn And Evening Breath; Scatter Thy Pearls Upon Our Love-sick Land That Mourns For Thee.

There Can Be No Good Will. Will Is Always Evil; It Is Persecution To Others Or Selfishness.