Pastoral Letters

And here we offer and present unto thee, O Lord, ourselves, our souls, and bodies . . .

Behold, I stand at the door and knock.

Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceedeth out of the mouth of God.

I no longer live, but Christ lives in me.

All things come of thee, and of thine own have we given thee.

Though he was rich, yet for your sakes he became poor, that ye through his poverty might be rich.

I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end, the first and the last.

Give us that due sense of all thy mercies . . .

The love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us.

The wilderness and the solitary place shall be glad . . .

O Come, O Come, Emmanuel . . .

Our life and our death is with our neighbour.