A feller's glad to be a friend, Out fishin'. A helpin' hand he'll always lend, Out fishin' The brotherhood of rod and line An' sky an' stream is always fine; Men come real close to God's design, Out fishin'. A feller isn't plotting schemes, Out fishin'. He's only busy with his dreams, Out fishin' His livery is a coat of tan; His creed, to do the best he can; A feller's always mostly man Out fishin'.

Lord, this humble house we'd keep Sweet with play and calm with sleep. Help us so that we may give Beauty to the lives we live. Let Thy love and let Thy grace Shine upon our dwelling place.

I'd rather see a sermon than hear one any day

But keep on working and hoping still. For in spite of the grumblers who stand about, somehow, it seems, all things work out.

Love has the patience to endure the fault it sees but cannot cure.

Columbus dreamed of an unknown shore at the rim of a far flung sky.

Let me be a little kinder, Let me be a little blinder to the faults of those around me.