Doth Any Man Live More To Himself,

The More Perfect The Sight Is The More Delightful The Beautiful Object. The More Perfect The Appetite, The Sweeter The Food. The More Musical The Ear, The More Pleasant The Melody. The More Perfect The Soul, The More Joyous The Joys Of Heaven, And The More Glorious That Glory.

If Family Religion Were Duly Attended To And Properly Discharged, I Think The Preaching Of The Word Would Not Be The Common Instrument Of Conversion.

Holiness Is Nothing Else But The Habitual And Predominant Devotion And Dedication Of Soul, And Body, And Life, And All That We Have To God; And Esteeming, And Loving, And Serving, And Seeking Him, Before All The Pleasures And Prosperity Of The Flesh.

As Holy Zeal Is The Fervency Of Our Grace, So Sinful Zeal Is The Intention And Fervency Of Sin.

It Is Not A Terrible Thing To A Wretched Soul, When It Shall Lie Roaring Perpetually In The Flames Of Hell, And The God Of Mercy Himself Shall Laugh At Them; When...god Shall Mock Them Instead Of Relieving Them; When None In Heaven Or Earth Can Help Them But God, And He Shall Rejoice Over Them In Their Calamity