Lo! He comes with clouds descending, Once for favoured sinners slain; Thousand thousand Saints attending Swell the triumph of His train. — Charles Wesley Copy Share Image
“Adversity hath slain her thousand, but prosperity her ten thousand.” — Thomas Brooks Copy Share Image
“The computers of the Hundred Worlds were hands and feet, eyes and ears to her. She spoke every language that had ever… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share Image
