Farewell, I Wish Our Souls May Meet

Faith Is A Fruit, Work, Or Gift Of The Spirit Of God, Whereby A Poor Soul Is Enabled Through The Mighty Operation Of God, In A Sense Of Its Sins And Wretched Estate To Lay Hold On The Righteousness, Blood, Death, Resurrection, Ascension, Intercession, And Coming Again Of The Son Of God Which Was Crucified Without The Gates Of Jerusalem, For Eternal Life.

Thou Art Beaten That Thou Mayest Be Better.

His Love Is What Makes Us Live, Love, Sing, And Praise Forever.

Now, Mr. Great-heart Was A Strong Man, So He Was Not Afraid Of A Lion.

See How Ye Pharisee In The Temple Stands, And Justifies Himself With Lifted Hands. Whilst Ye Poor Publican With Downcast Eyes, Conscious Of Guilt To God For Mercy Cries.