We bow our heads before Thee, and we laud, And magnify thy name Almighty God! But man is thy most awful instrument, In working out a pure intent.
Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
The budding rose above the rose full blown.
Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.
Faith is a passionate intuition.
Men who can hear the Decalogue, and feel To self-reproach.