You Have Chosen The Roughest Road, But

Pray And Read, Read And Pray; For A Little From God Is Better Than A Great Deal From Men.

I Am Content With What I Have, Little Be It, Or Much.

Let Dissolution Come When It Will, It Can Do The Christian No Harm, For It Will Be But A Passage Out Of A Prison Into A Palace; Out Of A Sea Of Troubles Into A Haven Of Rest; Out Of A Crowd Of Enemies, To An Innumerable Company Of True, Loving, And Faithful Friends; Out Of Shame, Reproach, And Contempt, Into Exceeding Great And Eternal Glory.

Riches And Power, What Is There More In The World? For Money Answereth All Things-that Is, All But Soul Concerns. It Can Neither Be A Price For Souls While Here, Nor Can That, With All The Forces Of Strength, Recover One Out Of Hell Fire.

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.