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Who Seeks For Heaven Alone To Save His Soul, May Keep The Path, But Will Not Reach The Goal; While He Who Walks In Love May Wander Far, Yet God Will Bring Him Where The Blessed Are.

Time Is: Too Slow For Those Who Wait, Too Swift For Those Who Fear.

Memory Is A Capricious And Arbitrary Creature. You Never Can Tell What Pebble She Will Pick Up From The Shore Of Life To Keep Among Her Treasures, Or What Inconspicuous Flower Of The Field She Will Preserve As The Symbol Of "thoughts That Do Often Lie Too Deep For Tears." . . . And Yet I Do Not Doubt That The Most Important Things Are Always The Best Remembered.

Like Water Spilt Upon The Ground--alas, Our Little Lives Flow Swiftly On And Pass; Yet May They Bring Rich Harvests And Green Grass!

Ere Thou Sleepest, Gently Lay Every Troubled Thought Away; Put Off Worry And Distress As Thou Puttest Off Thy Dress; Drop Thy Burden And Thy Care In The Quiet Arms Of Prayer. Lord Thou Knowest How I Live, All I've Done Amiss Forgive; All Of Good I've Tried To Do Strengthen, Bless And Carry Through; All I Love In Safety Keep While In Thee I Fall Asleep.