To write a verse or two is all the praise That I can raise

Praise God there was no serious injury to our staff and that we could get the projector back and the film.

When a friend asks there is no tomorrow

Teach me, my god and King, / In all things Thee to see, / And what I do in anything / To do it as for Thee.

Storms make oaks take deeper root

There is an hour wherein a man might be happy all his life, could he find it