And These Are Joys, Like Beauty, But

The Truth Of Truths Is Love.

Hell Is The Wrath Of God--his Hate Of Sin.

I Run The Gauntlet Of A File Of Doubts, Each One Of Which Down Hurls Me To The Ground.

Stars Which Stand As Thick As Dewdrops On The Field Of Heaven.

Where Imperfection Ceaseth, Heaven Begins.