Sweet is the smile of home; the mutual look when hearts are of each other sure.

Peace is the first thing the angels sang.

Once you make up your mind never to stand waiting and hesitating when your conscience tells you what you ought to do, and you have got the key to every blessing that a sinner can reasonably hope for.

Sun of my soul! Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if Thou be near.

Blest are the pure in heart, for they shall see our God. The secret of the Lord is theirs; Their soul is Christ's abode.

When you find yourself overpowered, as it were, by melancholy, the best way is to go out and do something.

Give us grace to listen well.