I Would Not Have Preachers Torment Their

Faith, Like Light, Should Always Be Simple And Unbending; While Love, Like Warmth, Should Beam Forth On Every Side, And Bend To Every Necessity Of Our Brethren.

And I'll Tell You, I've Seen The Lightning Flash. I've Heard The Thunder Roll. I Felt Sin-breakers Dashing, Trying To Conquer My Soul. But I Heard The Voice Of Jesus Saying Still To Fight On. He Promised Never To Leave Me, Never To Leave Me Alone. No, Never Alone. He Promised Never To Leave Me, Never To Leave Me Alone.

Superstition, Idolatry, And Hypocrisy Have Ample Wages, But Truth Goes A Begging.

I Am Not Of The Opinion That All The Arts Shall Be Crushed To Earth And Perish Through The Gospel, As Some Bigoted Persons Pretend, But Would Willingly See Them All, And Especially Music, Servants Of Him Who Gave And Created Them.

If Anyone Could Have Gained Heaven As A Monk, Then I Would Indeed Have Been Among Them.