A Mighty Fortress is Our God! A mighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing; Our helper He, amid the flood, of mortal ills
We Are, We Aren’t We try to do our best, less often we prevail, often, try and fail. We are – we aren’t, succeed –
It Is Well With My Soul When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, when sorrows like sea billows roll, Whatever my lot, Thou has
Speak the Word! In the beginning, was voice and Word. Word with God, Word – was God! The world was made , the world begun.
Troubles That Never Came The bridges that I’ve often crossed Before they came in sight, have been of many, many kinds;been grey, or black, or white. I fancied
We mustn’t hear the voice of others, today or those of yesterday. Look out the soul! They’re life adjusters. They don’t know our soul and