Still The Race Of Hero

I Go At What I Have To Do As If There Were Nothing Else In The World For Me To Do.

And What Is The Joy Of Christ? The Joy And Delight Which Springs Forever In His Great Heart, From Feeling That He Is Forever Doing Good; From Loving All, And Living For All; From Knowing That If Not All, Yet Millions On Millions Are Grateful To Him, And Will Be Forever.

Men Must Work, And Women Must Weep.

Do You Think That A Man Is Renewed By God's Spirit, When Except For A Few Religious Phrases, And A Little More Outside Respectability, He Is Just The Old Man, The Same Character At Heart He Ever Was?

Music Has Been Called The Speech Of The Angels; I Will Go Farther And Call It The Speech Of God Himself.