The Only Safe Ruler Is

He That Loveth, Flieth, Runneth, And Rejoiceth. He Is Free, And Cannot Be Held In. He Giveth All For All, And Hath All In All, Because He Resteth In One Highest Above All Things, From Whom All That Is Good Flows And Proceeds.

What Else Does Anxiety About The Future Bring You But Sorrow Upon Sorrow?

Why Seekest Thou Rest, Since Thou Art Born To Labor? [lat., Cur Quaeris Quietem, Quam Natus Sis Ad Laborem?]

O How Quickly Passes Away The Glory Of The Earth.

Without Labor There Is No Rest, Nor Without Fighting Can The Victory Be Won.