God Plans All Perfect Combinations.

When You Cease From Labour, Fill Up Your Time In Reading, Meditation, And Prayer: And While Your Hands Are Labouring, Let Your Heart Be Employed, As Much As Possible, In Divine Thoughts.

I Love To Live On The Brink Of Eternity.

In The Morning Was Again Distressed As Soon As I Waked, Hearing Much Talk About The World And The Things Of It. I Perceived The Men Were In Some Measure Afraid Of Me; And I Discoursed Something About Sanctifying The Sabbath, If Possible To Solemnize Their Minds: But When They Were At A Little Distance, They Again Talked Freely About Secular Affairs. Oh, I Thought What A Hell It Would Be, To Live With Such Men To Eternity!

I Cared Not Where Or How I Lived, Or What Hardships I Went Through, So I Could But Gain Souls To Christ

Thirsting Desires And Longings Possessed My Soul After Perfect Holiness. God Was So Precious To My Soul That The World With All Its Enjoyments Appeared Vile. I Had No More Value For The Favor Of Men Than For Pebbles.