Sleep Is Sweet To The Labouring Man.

He Hath Given Me Rest By His Sorrow, And Life By His Death.

Breathes There A Man, Whose Judgment Clear Can Others Teach Their Course To Steer, Yet Run Himself Life's Mad Career Wild As The Wave?

Therefore If Mine Enemy Hunger, Let Me Feed Him; If He Thirst, Let Me Give Him Drink. Now In Order To Do This, (1) We Must See Good In That, In Which Other Men Can See None. (2) We Must Pass By Those Injuries That Other Men Would Revenge. (3) We Must Show We Have Grace, And That We Are Made To Bear What Other Men Are Not Acquainted With. (4) Many Of Our Graces Are Kept Alive, By Those Very Things That Are The Death Of Other Men's Souls.... The Devil, (they Say) Is Good When He Is Pleased; But Christ And His Saints, When Displeased.

Humility Is The Light Of The Understanding.

There Hath Not One Tear Dropped From Thy Tender Eye Against Thy Lusts, The Love Of This World, Or For More Communion With Jesus Christ, But As It Is Now In The Bottle Of God.