Time's waters will not ebb nor stay.
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.
Give us grace to listen well.
And help us, this and every day, to live more nearly as we pray.
Sweet is the smile of home; the mutual look when hearts are of each other sure.
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.