God Made The Country, And

Sin Let Loose Speaks Punishment At Hand.

Pleasure Is Labour Too, And Tires As Much.

I Have A Kitten,the Drollest Of All Creatures That Ever Wore A Cat's Skin.

[my Kitten's] Gambols Are Not To Be Described, And Would Be Incredible, If They Could.

God Moves In A Mysterious Way His Wonders To Perform; He Plants His Footsteps In The Sea, And Rides Upon The Storm. Deep In Unfathomable Mines Of Never Failing Skill He Treasures Up His Bright Designs, And Works His Sovereign Will. Ye Fearful Saints Fresh Courage Take, The Clouds Ye So Much Dread Are Big With Mercy, And Shall Break In Blessings On Your Head. Judge Not The Lord By Feeble Sense, But Trust Him For His Grace; Behind A Frowning Providence He Hides A Smiling Face.