Till The End Of Time

For the merchandise of it is better than the merchandise of silver, and the gain thereof than fine gold.

By you have I been held up from the womb: you are he that took me out of my mother’s bowels: my praise shall be continually of you. I am as a wonder to many; but you are my strong refuge. Let my mouth be filled with your praise and with your honor all the day.

With all lowliness and meekness, with long-suffering, forbearing one another in love;