I Have Often Thought That The Best

It Is Easier Going Out Of The Way When We Are In, Than Going In When We Are Out.

Old Truths Are Always New To Us, If They Come With The Smell Of Heaven Upon Them.

Here Is The Life Of Prayer, When In Or With The Spirit, A Man Being Made Sensible Of Sin, And How To Come To The Lord For Mercy; He Comes, I Say, In The Strength Of The Spirit, And Crieth Father. That One Word Spoken In Faith Is Better Than A Thousand Prayers, As Men Call Them, Written And Read, In A Formal, Cold, Lukewarm Way.

It Is Sad To See How The Most Of Men Neglect Their Precious Souls, Turning Their Backs Upon The Glorious Gospel, And Little Minding A Crucified Jesus, When, In The Meanwhile, Their Bodies Are Well Provided For, Their Estates Much Regarded, And The Things Of This Present Life Are Highly Prized, As If The Darling Was Of Less Value Than A Clod Of Earth; An Immortal Soul, Than A Perishing Body; A Precious Saviour, Than Unsatisfying Creatures.

Be Of Good Cheer, Jesus Christ Maketh Thee Whole.