Joy Comes in the Morning

"For staff we have His promise, whose 'word is tried, whose way perfect:' for present hope His providence, 'who gives the shield of salvation, whose gentleness makes great;' for final home His bosom, who 'dwells in the height of Heaven;' for crowning prize a glory, exceeding and eternal.

Let us finish our course, and keep the fait, reliant in the issue to come off more than conquerors; ' Art thou not from everlasting mine, Holy One? We shall not die!'"

- From Villette, by Charlotte Brontë