It Is The Opener Of The Heart

Now May This Little Book A Blessing Be To Those That Love This Little Book, And Me: And May Its Buyer Have No Cause To Say, His Money Is But Lost, Or Thrown Away.

Nothing Can Hurt You Except Sin; Nothing Can Grieve Me Except Sin; Nothing Can Defeat You Except Sin. Therefore, Be On Your Guard, My Mansoul.

Conversion Is Not The Smooth, Easy-going Process Some Men Seem To Think... It Is Wounding Work, This Breaking Of The Hearts, But Without Wounding There Is No Saving... Where There Is Grafting There Will Always Be A Cutting, The Graft Must Be Let In With A Wound; To Stick It Onto The Outside Or To Tie It On With A String Would Be Of No Use. Heart Must Be Set To Heart And Back To Back Or There Will Be No Sap From Root To Branch. And This, I Say, Must Be Done By A Wound, By A Cut.

The Heart, When Broken, Is Like Sweet Gums And Spices When Beaten; For As Such Cast Their Fragrant Scent Into The Nostrils Of Men, So The Heart, When Broken, Casts Its Sweet Smell Into The Nostrils Of God.

He That Is Down Needs Fear No Fall.