Let the heart of them rejoice that seek the Lord.
                          --- Ps. cv.3

The joy of the Lord is yoru strength.
                          --- NEH. viii. 10

    Be Thou my Sun, my selfishness destroy,
    Thy atmosphere of Love be all my joy;
    Thy Presence be my sunshine ever bright.
    My soul the little mote that lives but in Thy light.
                                              Gephard Tersteegen


I DO not know when I have had happier times in my soul, than when I have been sitting at work, with nothing before me but a candle and a white cloth, and hearing no sound but that of my own breath, with God in my soul and heaven in my eye... I rejoice in being exactly what I am, - a creature capable of loving God, and who, as long as God lives, must be happy.  I get up and look for a while out of the window, and gaze at the moon and stars, the work of an Almighty hand.  I think of the grandeur of the universe, and then sit down, and think my self one of the happiest beings in it.
 
                          A Poor Methodist Woman, 18th Century