No Heart Can Conceive That Treasury Of

Let Our Hearts Admit, “i Am Poor And Weak. Satan Is Too Subtle, Too Cunning, Too Powerful; He Watches Constantly For Advantages Over My Soul. The World Presses In Upon Me With All Sorts Of Pressures, Pleas, And Pretences. My Own Corruption Is Violent, Tumultuous, Enticing, And Entangling. As It Conceives Sin, It Wars Within Me And Against Me. Occasions And Opportunities For Temptation Are Innumerable. No Wonder I Do Not Know How Deeply Involved I Have Been With Sin. Therefore, On God Alone Will I Rely For My Keeping. I Will Continually Look To Him.

We All Profess That We Are Bound For Heaven, Immortality, And Glory: But Is It Any Evidence That We Really Design It If All Our Thoughts Are Consumed About The Trifles Of This World, Which We Must Leave Behind Us, And Have Only Occasional Thoughts Of Things Above?

What Then Is Holiness? Holiness Is Nothing But The Implanting, Writing And Living Out Of The Gospel In Our Souls (eph 4:24).

A River Continually Fed By A Living Fountain May As Soon End Its Streams Before It Come To The Ocean, As A Stop Be Put To The Course And Progress Of Grace Before It Issue In Glory.

To The Sick Man The Physician When He Enters Seems To Have Three Faces, Those Of A Man, A Devil, A God. When The Physician First Comes And Announces The Safety Of The Patient, Then The Sick Man Says: "behold A God Or A Guardian Angel!