God Sometimes Does His Work With Gentle

I Am Not What I Ought To Be! Ah! How Imperfect And Deficient! - I Am Not What I Wish To Be! I 'abhor What Is Evil,' And I Would 'cleave To What Is Good!' - I Am Not What I Hope To Be! Soon, Soon, I Shall Put Off Mortality: And With Mortality All Sin And Imperfection! Yet, Though I Am Not What I Ought To Be, Nor What I Wish To Be, Nor What I Hope To Be, I Can Truly Say, I Am Not What I Once Was - A Slave To Sin And Satan; And I Can Heartily Join With The Apostle, And Acknowledge; By The Grace Of God, I Am What I Am!

There Are Many Who Stumble In The Noon-day, Not For Want Of Light, But For Want Of Eyes.

Let Me Endeavor To Lead You Out Of Yourself: Let Me Invite You To Look Unto Jesus.

Whoever Is Truly Humbled — Will Not Be Easily Angry, Nor Harsh Or Critical Of Others. He Will Be Compassionate And Tender To The Infirmities Of His Fellow-sinners, Knowing That If There Is A Difference — It Is Grace Alone Which Has Made It! He Knows That He Has The Seeds Of Every Evil In His Own Heart. And Under All Trials And Afflictions — He Will Look To The Hand Of The Lord, And Lay His Mouth In The Dust, Acknowledging That He Suffers Much Less Than His Iniquities Have Deserved.

Time, By Moments, Steals Away, First The Hour, And Then The Day; Small The Daily Loss Appears, Yet It Soon Amounts To Years