O Lyric Love, Half Angel And Half

Oh Never Star Was Lost Here But It Rose Afar.

Is Your Love For The Lord Sufficient To Give All Your Time And Talents To His Work?

If Thou Tastest A Crust Of Bread, Thou Tastest All The Stars And All The Heavens.

If You Can Sit At Set Of Sun And Count The Deeds That You Have Done And Counting Find Oneself-denying Act, One Word That Eased The Heart Of Him That Heard. One Glance Most Kind, Which Fell Like Sunshine Where He Went, Then You May Count That Day Well Spent.

T'was A Thief Said The Last Kind Word To Christ. Christ Took The Kindness And Forgave The Theft.