A Saint Abroad, And A Devil At

Therefore If Mine Enemy Hunger, Let Me Feed Him; If He Thirst, Let Me Give Him Drink. Now In Order To Do This, (1) We Must See Good In That, In Which Other Men Can See None. (2) We Must Pass By Those Injuries That Other Men Would Revenge. (3) We Must Show We Have Grace, And That We Are Made To Bear What Other Men Are Not Acquainted With. (4) Many Of Our Graces Are Kept Alive, By Those Very Things That Are The Death Of Other Men's Souls.... The Devil, (they Say) Is Good When He Is Pleased; But Christ And His Saints, When Displeased.

As I Walked Through The Wilderness Of This World, I Lighted On A Certain Place, Where Was A Den; And I Laid Me Down In That Place To Sleep: And As I Slept I Dreamed A Dream. I Dreamed, And Behold I Saw A Man Clothed With Rags, Standing In A Certain Place, With His Face From His Own House, A Book In His Hand, And A Great Burden Upon His Back. I Looked, And Saw Him Open The Book, And Read Therein; And As He Read, He Wept And Trembled: And Not Being Able Longer To Contain, He Brake Out With A Lamentable Cry; Saying, 'what Shall I Do?'

Hanging Is Too Good For Him Said Mr. Cruelty.

If People Really See That Christ Has Removed The Fear Of Punishment From Them By Taking It Into Himself, They Won't Do Whatever They Want, They'll Do Whatever He Wants.

If You Release Me Today, I'll Preach Tomorrow.