They That Die By Famine Die By

See What A Hidden Life The Life Of A Good Christian Is, And How Much It Is Concealed From The Eye And Observation Of The World. The Most Important Part Of The Business Lies Between God And Our Own Souls, In The Frame Of Our Spirits And The Working Of Our Hearts, In Our Actions That No Eye Sees Except The All-seeing God. Justly Are The Saints Called God's Hidden Ones, And His Secret Is Said To Be With Them. They Have Meat To Eat And Work To Do That The World Does Not Know Of, As Well As Joys, Griefs, And Cares That A Stranger Does Not Share.

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.

When Christ Was About To Leave The World, He Made His Will. His Soul He Committed To His Father; His Body He Bequeathed To Joseph To Be Decently Interred; His Clothes Fell To The Soldiers; His Mother He Left To The Care Of John; But What Should He Leave To His Poor Disciples That Had Left All For Him? Silver And Gold He Had None; But He Left Them That Which Was Infinitely Better, His Peace.

A Modest Dress Is A Very Good Thing, If It Be The Genuine Indication Of A Humble Heart, And Is To Instruct; But It Is A Bad Thing If It Be The Hypocritical Disguise Of A Proud Ambitious Heart, And Is To Deceive. Let Men Be Really As Good As They Seem To Be, But Not Seem To Be Better Than Really They Are.

Men Of Polite Learning And A Liberal Education.