“I hope thou shalt never retreat beneath the ground. The sun is thy inheritance. The sky is thy birthright. Stay here, my… — M.T. Anderson Copy Share Image
O welcome pure-eyed Faith, white handed Hope, Thou hovering angel girt with golden wings. — John Milton Copy Share Image
“In age and feebleness extreme, Who shall a helpless worm redeem? Jesus, my only hope Thou art, Strength of my failing flesh… — Robert J. Morgan Copy Share Image
