The Bloom Fell Off My Branches And

The Bloom Fell Off My Branches And Joy Did Cast Off Its Flower

Take Christ In With You Under Your Yoke, And Let Patience Have Her Perfect Work.

Let Us Be Faithful And Care For Our Own Part, Which Is To Do And Suffer For Him, And Lay Christ's Part On Himself, And Leave It There; Duties Are Ours, Events Are The Lord's.

Believe God's Love And Power More Than You Believe Your Own Feelings And Experiences. Your Rock Is Christ, And It Is Not The Rock That Ebbs And Flows But The Sea.

Heaven Is A House Full Of Miracles; Yea, Of Spectacles And Images Of Free Grace.