God Planteth In Mortal Men The Cause

And Though All Streams Flow From A Single Course To Cleanse The Blood From Polluted Hand, They Hasten On Their Course In Vain.

Joy Steals Upon Me, Such Joy As Calls Forth Tears.

It Is Easy When We Are In Prosperity To Give Advice To The Afflicted.

To Many Mortals Silence Great Gain Brings.

God's Mouth Knows Not How To Speak Falsehood, But He Brings To Pass Every Word.