Infinite Goodness Has Such Wide

Your Fame Is As The Grass, Whose Hue Comes And Goes, And His Might Withers It By Whose Power It Sprang From The Lap Of The Earth.

In That Book Which Is My Memory, On The First Page Of The Chapter That Is The Day When I First Met You, Appear The Words, ‘here Begins A New Life’.

You Shall Leave Everything You Love.

O Faithful Conscience, Delicately Pure, How Doth A Little Failing Wound Thee Sore!

Stand Firm As The Tower That Never Shakes Its Top Whatever Wind May Blow.