Before The Work Of Grace The Heart

The Vigour, And Power, And Comfort Of Our Spiritual Life Depends On The Mortification Of The Deeds Of The Flesh.

It Is Not The Distance Of The Earth From The Sun, Nor The Sun's Withdrawing Itself, That Makes A Dark And Gloomy Day; But The Interposition Of Clouds And Vaporous Exhalations. Neither Is Thy Soul Beyond The Reach Of The Promise, Nor Does God Withdraw Himself; But The Vapours Of Thy Carnal, Unbelieving Heart Do Cloud Thee.

Set Faith At Work On Christ For The Killing Of Thy Sin. His Blood Is The Great Sovereign Remedy For Sin-sick Souls. Live In This, And Thou Wilt Die A Conqueror; Yea, Thou Wilt, Through The Good Providence Of God, Live To See Thy Lust Dead At Thy Feet.

As A Tender And Loving Friend Is Grieved At The Unkindness Of His Friend... So Is It With This Tender And Loving Spirit, Who Hath Chosen Our Hearts For A Habitation To Dwell In.

There Wanted Not Some Beams Of Light To Guide Men In The Exercise Of Their Stocastick Faculty.