Love Bade Me Welcome, But My Soul

Judge Not The Preacher; For He Is Thy Judge: If Thou Mislike Him, Thou Conceiv'st Him Not. God Calleth Preaching Folly. Do Not Grudge To Pick Out Treasures From An Earthen Pot. The Worst Speak Something Good. If All Want Sense, God Takes A Text, And Preaches Patience.

Many, Affecting Wit Beyond Their Power, Have Got To Be A Dear Fool For An Hour.

Though You See A Church-man Ill, Yet Continue In The Church Still.

Whether Goest, Griefe? Where I Am Wont.

He That Hath Hornes In His Bosom, Let Him Not Put Them On His Head.