He Lives Most Life Whoever

Behold Me! I Am Worthy Of Thy Loving, For I Love Thee!

Let Us Be Content To Work To Do The Things We Can, And Not Presume To Fret Because It's Little.

I Love Thee To The Depth And Breadth And Height My Soul Can Reach.

Neither Love Me For Thine Own Dear Pity's Wiping My Cheeks Dry, A Creature Might Forget To Weep, Who Bore Thy Comfort Long, And Lose Thy Love, Thereby! But Love Me For Love's Sake, That Evermore Thou Mayst Love On, Through Love's Eternity.

Alas, I Have Grieved So I Am Hard To Love. Yet Love Me--wilt Thou? Open Thine Heart Wide, And Fold Within, The Wet Wings Of Thy Dove.