Earth Is Embittered To Us, That Heaven

They Have Most Satisfaction In Themselves, And Consequently The Sweetest Relish Of Their Creature Comforts.

Do Nothing Till Thou Hast Well Considered The End Of It.

Come, And See The Victories Of The Cross. Christ's Wounds Are Thy Healings, His Agonies Thy Repose, His Conflicts Thy Conquests, His Groans Thy Songs, His Pains Thine Ease, His Shame Thy Glory, His Death Thy Life, His Sufferings Thy Salvation.

Those That Go Gold Into The Furnace Will Come Out No Worse.

Every Tear Of Sorrow Sown By The Righteous Springs Up A Pearl.