I see you there infront of me Your hands, your face, your eyes I hear you talk,I hear you tell Your hopes, your dreams your lies. I walked with you a sun-lit trail then twilight came and you are gone… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Was very weary, having walked in the sun about fifteen or sixteen miles, yet had the satisfaction of discoursing with some money-changers at Calcutta, who could speak English, about the importance and absolute necessity of faith in the Lord Jesus… — George Smith Copy Share Image
