Grace Is But Glory Begun, And Glory

From Love Arises Hatred Of Those Things Which Are Contrary To What We Love, Or Which Oppose And Thwart Us In Those Things That We Delight In.

The Door Of God’s Mercy Is Thrown Wide Open, And Christ Stands In The Door And Says To Sinners ‘come.’

Your Wickedness Makes You As It Were Heavy As Lead, And To Tend Downwards With Great Weight And Pressure Towards Hell; And If God Should Let You Go, You Would Immediately Sink And Switfly Descend And Plunge Into The Bottomless Gulf, And Your Healthy Constitution, And Your Own Care And Prudence, And Best Contrivance, And All Your Righteousness, Would Have No More Influence To Uphold You And Keep You Out Of Hell, Than A Spider's Web Would Have To Stop A Fallen Rock.

The Foundation Of The Christian's Peace Is Everlasting; It Is What No Time, No Change Can Destroy. It Will Remain When The Body Dies; It Will Remain When The Mountains Depart And The Hills Shall Be Removed, And When The Heavens Shall Be Rolled Together As A Scroll. The Fountain Of His Comfort Shall Never Be Diminished, And The Stream Shall Never Be Dried. His Comfort And Joy Is A Living Spring In The Soul, A Well Of Water Springing Up To Everlasting Life.

Every Christian Family Ought To Be As It Were A Little Church.