O' Who Will Walk With Me Along

I Thank God For The Honesty And Virility Of Jesus Religion Which Makes Us Face The Facts And Calls Us To Take A Man's Part In The Real Battle Of Life.

Love Is The Heart S Immortal Thirst To Be Completely Known And All Forgiven.

In Warlike Pomp, With Banners Flowing, The Regiments Of Autumn Stood: I Saw Their Gold And Scarlet Glowing From Every Hillside, Every Wood.

The Simple Life Which Blandly Ignores All Care And Conflict, Soon Becomes Flabby And Invertebrate, Sentimental And Gelatinous.

What Do I Owe My Father? Everything!