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The Still Small Voice Is Wanted.

The Darkest Day, If You Live Till Tomorrow, Will Have Passed Away.

He That Attends To His Interior Self, That Has A Heart, And Keeps It; Has A Mind That Hungers, And Supplies It; And Who Seeks A Social, Not A Dissipated Life, Has Business.

A Christian's Wit Is Offensive Light, A Beam That Aids, But Never Grieves The Sight; Vig'rous In Age As In The Flush Of Youth, 'tis Always Active On The Side Of Truth.

In A Fleshly Tomb, I Am Buried Above Ground.