• Grief

    Cares of life and torture of fear,
    Grip my heart as if to tear,
    Sinking my hope in pool of doubts,
    And some rest my forlon soul seeks... more »

  • The Hereafter

    I have from cradle heard
    of a place so grand
    where, with no desire to return,
    the heathen gravitate,... more »

  • There I Stood

    In the midst of so great a multitude,
    where not a single face I'd once seen,... more »