Men Must Work, And Women Must Weep.

All Who Have Travelled Through The Delicious Scenery Of North Devon Must Needs Know The Little White Town Of Bideford, Which Slopes Upwards From Its Broad Tide-river Paved With Yellow Sands, And Many-arched Old Bridge, Where Salmon Wait For Autumn Floods, Toward The Pleasant Upland On The West.

Nothing Like One Honest Look, One Honest Thought Of Christ Upon His Cross. That Tells Us How Much He Has Been Through, How Much He Endured, How Much He Conquered, How Much God Loved Us, Who Spared Not His Only Begotten Son, But Freely Gave Him For Us. Dare We Doubt Such A God? Dare We Murmur Against Such A God?

If "ifs" And "ands" Were Pots And Pans, There'd Be No Work For Tinkers' Hands

Do You Feel That You Have Lost Your Way In Life? Then God Himself Will Show You Your Way. Are You Utterly Helpless, Worn Out, Body And Soul? Then God's Eternal Love Is Ready And Willing To Help You Up, And Revive You. Are You Wearied With Doubts And Terrors? Then God's Eternal Light Is Ready To Show You Your Way; God's Eternal Peace Ready To Give You Peace. Do You Feel Yourself Full Of Sins And Faults? Then Take Heart; For God's Unchangeable Will Is, To Take Away Those Sins, And Purge You From Those Faults.

A Man May Learn From His Bible To Be A More Thorough Gentleman Than If He Had Been Brought Up In All The Drawing-rooms In London.