Keep Us, Lord, So Awake

Who Are A Little Wise The Best Fools Be.

I Count All That Part Of My Life Lost Which I Spent Not In Communion With God, Or In Doing Good.

What Gnashing Is Not A Comfort, What Gnawing Of The Worm Is Not A Tickling, What Torment Is Not A Marriage Bed To This Damnation, To Be Secluded Eternally, Eternally, Eternally From The Sight Of God?

As He That Fears God Fears Nothing Else, So He That Sees God Sees Everything Else.

Commemoration Of Pandita Mary Ramabai, Translator Of The Scriptures, 1922 A Memory Of Yesterday's Pleasures, A Fear Of Tomorrow's Dangers, A Straw Under My Knees, A Noise In My Ear, A Light In My Eye, An Anything, A Nothing, A Fancy, A Chimera In My Brain, Troubles Me In My Prayers.