Fecisti nos ad te et inquietum est cor nostrum, donec requiescat in te.
Thou hast created us for thyself, and ourheart cannot be quieted till it may find repose in thee.
Confessions, bk. i ch. 1 Trans. by Watts
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.
All Things Bright and Beautiful (1848)
God is working His purpose out as year succeeds to year,
God is working His purpose out and time is drawing near;
Nearer and nearer draws the time, the time that shall surely be,
When the earth shall be fill'd with the glory of God as the waters cover the sea.
God is Working His Purpose Out (1894)
O quanta qualia sunt illa sabbata,
Quae semper celebrat superna curia.
O what their joy and their glory must be,
Those endless sabbaths the blessed ones see!
Hymnus Paraclitensis. Trans. by Neale in Hymnal Noted, 1858
Another year goes bye.
We hope to make a few changes this year in an attempt to streamline things if you have any ideas let us know.