The Same Yesterday, Today, And Forever.

And, Indeed, This Is One Of The Greatest Mysteries In The World; Namely, That A Righteousness That Resides In Heaven Should Justify Me, A Sinner On Earth!

The God In Whose Hands Are All Our Days And Ways, Did Cast Into My Hand (one Day) A Book Of Martin Luther's ; It Was His Comment On The Galatians! ... I Found My Condition In His Experience So Largely And Profoundly Handled, As If His Book Had Been Written Out Of My Heart ... I Do Prefer This Book Of Martin Luther Upon The Galatians, Excepting The Holy Bible, Before All The Books That Ever I Have Seen, As Most Fit For A Wounded Conscience.

He That Comes To Christ Cannot, It Is True, Always Get On As Fast As He Would. Poor Coming Soul, Thou Art Like The Man That Would Ride Full Gallop Whose Horse Will Hardly Trot. Now The Desire Of His Mind Is Not To Be Judged Of By The Slow Pace Of The Dull Jade He Rides On, But By The Hitching And Kicking And Spurring As He Sits On His Back. Thy Flesh Is Like This Dull Jade, It Will Not Gallop After Christ, It Will Be Backward Though Thy Soul And Heaven Lie At Stake.

Sincerity Is The Same In A Corner Alone, As It Is Before The Face Of The World. It Knows Not How To Wear Two Vizards, One For An Appearance Before Men, And Another For A Short Snatch In A Corner; But It Must Have God, And Be With Him In The Duty Of Prayer. It Is Not Lip-labour That It Doth Regard, For It Is The Heart That God Looks At, And That Which Sincerity Looks At, And That Which Prayer Comes From, If It Be That Prayer Which Is Accompanied With Sincerity.

Sleep Is Sweet To The Labouring Man.