Stars are the gleam, glitter and glimmer in God's eyes. All Creation is a canvas of green and gold Covered over with a canopy of blue and white. 1993 A man of words and not of deeds Is like a garden full of weeds. The heart filled with hope can never die, for hope lives on forever. A book that furnishes no quotations is not a book, it's a plaything.
Unbridled joy is hope with even the slightest doubt removed.
For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real, life is earnest, And the grave is not its goal, Dust you are, to dust returnest, Was not said about the soul. We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sand of time. Yes, Jesus loves me. Yes, Jesus loves me.