If My Life Is Fruitless, It Doesn't

I Seek A Place That Can Never Be Destroyed, One That Is Pure, And That Fadeth Not Away, And It Is Laid Up In Heaven, And Safe There, To Be Given, At The Time Appointed, To Them That Seek It With All Their Heart. Read It So, If You Will, In My Book.

Without The Spirit Man Is So Infirm That He Cannot, With All Other Means Whatsoever, Be Enabled To Think One Right Saving Thought Of God, Of Christ, Or Of His Blessed Things.

Faith Receiveth The Promise, Embraceth It, And Comforteth The Soul Unspeakably With It. Faith Is So Great An Artist In Arguing And Reasoning With The Soul, That It Will Bring Over The Hardest Heart That It Hath To Deal With. It Will Bring To My Remembrance At Once, Both My Vileness Against God, And His Goodness Towards Me; It Will Show Me, That Though I Deserve Not To Breathe In The Air, Yet That God Will Have Me An Heir Of Glory.

Pray Often, For Prayer Is A Shield To The Soul, A Sacrifice To God, And A Scourge For Satan.

The Heart, When Broken, Is Like Sweet Gums And Spices When Beaten; For As Such Cast Their Fragrant Scent Into The Nostrils Of Men, So The Heart, When Broken, Casts Its Sweet Smell Into The Nostrils Of God.