Welcome, Welcome, Cross Of Christ, If Christ

Jesus Christ Came Into My Prison Cell Last Night, And Every Stone Flashed Like A Ruby.

In Our Fluctuations Of Feelings, It Is Well To Remember That Jesus Admits No Change In His Affections; Your Heart Is Not The Compass Jesus Saileth By.

Well's Them Who Are Under Crosses, And Christ Says To Them, "half Mine."

It Is No Small Comfort That God Hath Written Some Scriptures To You Which He Hath Not To Others. Read These, And Think God Is Like A Friend Who Sendeth A Letter To A Whole House And Family, But Who Speaketh In His Letter To Some By Name That Are Dearest To Him In The House.

Faith's Speculations To The Worst And Hardest, In Point Of Resolution, Are Sweet.