What A Fool, Quoth He, Am I,

I Was Never Out Of My Bible.

In Times Of Affliction We Commonly Meet With The Sweetest Experiences Of The Love Of God.

If You Release Me Today, I'll Preach Tomorrow.

Love Is The Beauty And The Strength Of All Societies And The Great Pleasure Of Our Lives On Earth.

Their Bodies Will Be Raised From The Dead As Vessels For The Soul-vessels Of Wrath. The Soul Will Breathe Hell-fire, And Smoke And Coal Will Seem To Hang Upon Its Burning Lips, Yea The Face, Eyes, And Ears Will Seem To Be Chimneys And Vents For The Flame, And The Smoke Of The Burning , Which God, By His Breath, Hath Kindled Therein, And Upon, Them, Which Will Be Held One In Another, To The Great Torment And Distress Of Each Other.