Tears are the showers that fertilize this world.

It is a comely fashion to be glad; Joy is the grace we say to God.

I am athirst for God, the living God.

I don't want to die. But I want to be dead.

I have lived life long enough to thank God that all my prayers have not been answered

And old affront will stir the heart Through years of rankling pain.

I have lived to thank God that all my prayers have not been answered.