The Heavens And Earth Stay As They

Over My Head His Arm He Flung, Against The World.

Men Are Not Angels, Neither Are They Brutes.

A Man In Armor Is His Armor's Slave.

Faultless To A Fault.

Grow Old Along With Me! The Best Is Yet To Be, The Last Of Life, For Which The First Was Made. Our Times Are In His Hand Who Saith, 'a Whole I Planned, Youth Shows But Half; Trust God: See All, Nor Be Afraid!