In His Will, Our Peace.

I Found Myself Within A Forest Dark, For The Straightfoward Pathway Had Been Lost. Ah Me! How Hard A Thing Is To Say, What Was This Forest Savage, Rough, And Stern, Which In The Very Thought Renews The Fear. So Bitter Is It, Death Is Little More.

…all Things Created Have An Order In Themselves, And This Begets The Form That Lets The Universe Resemble God.

Go Right On And Listen As Thou Goest.

He Who Know Most Grieves Most For Wasted Time.

Love Hath So Long Possessed Me For His Own And Made His Lordship So Familiar.