What is there in the vale of lifeHalf so delightful as a wife;When friendship, love and peace combineTo stamp the marriage-bond divine?

No wild enthusiast could rest, till half the world like him was possessed.

Trials make the promise sweet, Trials give new life to prayer; Trials bring me to His feet, Lay me low, and keep me there.

Lord, it is my chief complaint, That my love is weak and faint; Yet I love thee and adore, Oh for grace to love thee more!

He that has seen both sides of fifty has lived to little purpose if he has no other views of the world than he had when he was much younger.

Knowledge is proud that it knows so much; wisdom is humble that it knows no more.

But, oh, Thou bounteous Giver of all good, Thou art, of all Thy gifts, Thyself thy crown!