Sorrows are like tall angels with star-crowns in their hair.
The acts of this life are the destiny of the next.
Every man's life is a plan of God.
Death is not foe, but an inevitable adventure.
Heaven, the treasury of everlasting joy.
Earth hath no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.
Tears are often the telescope by which men see far into Heaven.
Calm On The Listening Ear Of Night Come Heaven's Melodious Strains.
Calm On The Bosom Of Thy God, Fair Spirit, Rest Thee Now.
By Cloudless Starlight On He Treads, And Thinks No Lamp So Cheering As The Light Which Heaven Sheds.