Cast all your cares on God; that anchor holds.
The jingling of the guinea helps the hurt that Honor feels.
The golden guess is morning-star to the full round of truth.
Faith lives in honest doubt.
Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight.
Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand; Ring out the darkness of the land; Ring in the Christ that is to be.