They always win who side with God. — Frederick William Faber
They always win who side with God. — Frederick William Faber
They always win who side with God. — Frederick William Faber
They always win who side with God. — Frederick William Faber
They always win who side with God. — Frederick William Faber
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They always win who side with God.

— Frederick William Faber
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