I Saw A Man Clothed With Rags

I Live Because I Am A Warrior And Because I Wish One Day To Be In The Company Of [she] For Whom I Have Fought So Hard

Every Time You Have With Your Mouth Said Well Of Godliness, And Yet Gone On In Wickedness; Or Every Time You Have Condemned Sin In Others, And Yet Have Not Refrained It Yourselves; I Say, Every Such Word And Conclusion That Hath Passed Out Of Thy Mouth, Sinner, It Shall Be As A Witness Against Thee In The Day Of God, And The Lord Jesus Christ.

Atten. Pray Of What Disease Did Mr. Badman Die, For Now I Perceive We Are Come Up To His Death? Wise. I Cannot So Properly Say That He Died Of One Disease, For There Were Many That Had Consented, And Laid Their Heads Together To Bring Him To His End. He Was Dropsical, He Was Consumptive, He Was Surfeited, Was Gouty, And, As Some Say, He Had A Tang Of The Pox In His Bowels. Yet The Captain Of All These Men Of Death That Came Against Him To Take Him Away, Was The Consumption, For It Was That That Brought Him Down To The Grave.

God, As I May Say, Is Forced To Break Men's Hearts, Before He Can Make Them Willing To Cry To Him, Or Be Willing That He Should Have Any Concerns With Them; The Rest Shut Their Eyes, Stop Their Ears, Withdraw Their Hearts, Or Say Unto God, Be Gone.

You Have Not Lived Today Until You Have Done Something For Someone Who Can Never Repay You.