The Riches We Impart Are The Only

A Good Man Is Willing To Know The Worst Of Himself, And Particularly Under Affliction, Desires To Be Told Wherefore God Contends With Him And What God Designs In Correcting Him.

Man Takes A Great Deal Of Pains To Heap Up Riches, And They Are But Like Heaps Of Manure In The Furrows Of The Field, Good For Nothing Unless They Be Spread.

No Creature Hath The Like Resemblance To The Divine Nature, As Light Hath. He Doth Not Only Dwell In Light, But He Is Light. Light Is A Pure, Bright, Clear, Spiritual, Unmixed Substance. God Is Infinitely So.

May Christ Be Our Joy, Our Confidence, Our All. May We Daily Be Made More Like To Him, And More Devoted To His Service.

The Way To Preserve The Peace Of The Church Is To Preserve Its Purity.