Mine Eyes Are Full Of Tears, My

See The Minutes, How They Run, How Many Make The Hour Full Complete; How Many Hours Bring About The Day; How Many Days Will Finish Up The Year; How Many Years A Mortal Man May Live.

Though This Be Madness, Yet There Is Method In't.

Death Lies On Her Like An Untimely Frost.

Be As Just And Gracious Unto Me, As I Am Confident And Kind To Thee.

Let Never Day Nor Night Unhallowed Pass, But Still Remember What The Lord Hath Done.