Obedience Is The Fruit Of

All Earth's Full Rivers Can Not Fillthe Sea That Drinking Thirsteth Still.

The Loves That Meet In Paradise Shall Cast Out Fear, And Paradise Hath Room For You And Me And All.

What Is The Beginning? Love. What Is The Course. Love Still. What The Goal. The Goal Is Love.

Tread Softly! All The Earth Is Holy Ground.

And All Winds Go Sighing For Sweet Things Dying.