Words Are As They Are Taken, And

If The Sun Of God's Countenance Shine Upon Me, I May Well Be Content To Be Wet With The Rain Of Affliction.

Good Prayers Never Come Creeping Home. I Am Sure I Shall Receive Either What I Ask, Or What I Should Ask.

Our Body Is A Well-set Clock, Which Keeps Good Time, But If It Be Too Much Or Indiscreetly Tampered With, The Alarm Runs Out Before The Hour.

Gospel Ministers Should Not Only Be Like Dials On Watches, Or Mile-stones Upon The Road, But Like Clocks And Larums, To Sound The Alarm To Sinners. Aaron Wore Bells As Well As Pomegranates, And The Prophets Were Commanded To Lift Up Their Voice Like A Trumpet. A Sleeping Sentinel May Be The Loss Of The City.

Rich People Should Consider That They Are Only Trustees For What They Possess, And Should Show Their Wealth To Be More In Doing Good Than Merely In Having It. They Should Not Reserve Their Benevolence For Purposes After They Are Dead, For Those Who Give Not Of Their Property Till They Die Show That They Would Not Then If They Could Keep It Any Longer.