Love is amazing, so divine, demands my soul, my life, my all.
Everyday is a birthday; every moment of it is new to us; we are born again, renewed for fresh work and endeavor.
In books, or work, or healthful play.
I have been there, and still would go; 'T is like a little heaven below.
In Job and the Psalms we shall find more sublime ideas, more elevated language, than in any of the heathen versifiers of Greece or Rome.
When I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I'll bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes.