You would not think any duty small, If you yourself were great.
Alas, how easily things go wrong! A sigh too much, a kiss too long And there follows a mist and a weeping rain And life is never the same again
Afflictions are but the shadows of God's wings.
Few delights can equal the presence of one whom we trust utterly.
All things are possible with God, but all things are not easy.
He (God) loves what I shall be.