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For The Multitude Of Worldly Friends Profiteth Not, Nor May Strong Helpers Anything Avail, Nor Wise Counselors Give Profitable Counsel, Nor The Cunning Of Doctors Give Consolation, Nor Riches Deliver In Time Of Need, Nor A Secret Place To Defend, If Thou, Lord, Do Not Assist, Help, Comfort, Counsel, Inform, And Defend.

Few Spirits Are Made Better By The Pain And Languor Of Sickness; As Few Great Pilgrims Become Eminent Saints.

Such As Every Man Is Inwardly So He Judgeth Outwardly.

A Man That Is Well Ordered In His Soul Needeth Little The Unkind Demeanor Of Worldly People Nor Yet Their Proud Behavior.

Trust Not To Friends And Kindred, Neither Do Thou Put Off The Care Of Thy Soul's Welfare Til Hereafter; For Men Will Sooner Forget Thee Than Thou Art Aware Of.