A Saint Abroad, And A Devil At

I Could Not Be Satisfied Unless Some Fruits Did Appear In My Work.

[mr. Gifford] Made It Much His Business To Deliver The People Of God From All Those False And Unsound Rests That By Nature We Are Prone To Make And Take To Our Souls. He Pressed Us To Take Special Heed That We Took Not Up Any Truth Upon Trust - As From This Or That, Or Any Other Man Or Men - But To Cry Mightily To God That He Would Convince Us Of The Reality Thereof, And Set Us Down Therein By His Own Spirit In The Holy Word.

He That Comes To Christ Cannot, It Is True, Always Get On As Fast As He Would. Poor Coming Soul, Thou Art Like The Man That Would Ride Full Gallop Whose Horse Will Hardly Trot. Now The Desire Of His Mind Is Not To Be Judged Of By The Slow Pace Of The Dull Jade He Rides On, But By The Hitching And Kicking And Spurring As He Sits On His Back. Thy Flesh Is Like This Dull Jade, It Will Not Gallop After Christ, It Will Be Backward Though Thy Soul And Heaven Lie At Stake.

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

Farewell, I Wish Our Souls May Meet With Comfort At The Journey's End.- The Heavenly Footman: A Puritan's View Of How To Get To Heaven.