'Tis true, 'tis day; what though it be?O wilt thou therefore rise from me?Why should we rise, because 'tis light?Did we lie down, because 'twas night?Love which in spite of darkness brought us hitherShould in despite of light keep us together.

Only our love hath no decay; This no tomorrow hath, nor yesterday, Running it never runs from us away, But truly keeps his first, last, everlasting day.

Love is a growing, or full constant light, And his first minute, after noon, is night.

Methinks I lied all winter, when I swore My love was infinite, if spring makes it more.

All other things to their destruction draw, Only our love hath no decay...

Though she were true when you met her. and last till you write your letter, Yet she Will be False, ere I come, to two, or three.

We die and rise the same, and prove Mysterious by this love.

Someday a loving Hand will be laid upon our shoulder and this brief message will be given: "Come home".

Apart from the mercy of God, there is no other source of hope for mankind.

Even when I cannot see him, I can hear the beautiful gallop of God's heartbeat for humanity.

When you are confident that you are the Father's treasured possession, you are also confident that his loving care will continue forever. Building warehouses is a waste of time and space. His gifts to you become things you want to give him back in gratitude. Then he gives you even more.

The sweet companionship of eternal marriage is one of the greatest blessings God has granted to His children.