Great Grief Is A Divine And Terrible

Wisdom And Eloquence Are Not Always United.

It Is Man's Consolation That The Future Is To Be A Sunrise Instead Of A Sunset.

Word Which The Finger Of God Has Written On The Brow Of Every Man — Hope!

Do You Hear The People Sing Lost In The Valley Of The Night? It Is The Music Of A People Who Are Climbing To The Light. For The Wretched Of The Earth There Is A Flame That Never Dies. Even The Darkest Night Will End And The Sun Will Rise.

God Whose Gifts In Gracious Flood Unto All Who Seek Are Sent, Only Asks You To Be Good And Is Content.