If The Sun Of God's Countenance Shine

This Field Is So Spacious That It Were Easy For A Man To Lose Himself In It; And If I Should Spend All My Pilgrimage In This Walk, My Time Would Sooner End Than My Way.

I Have Seldom Seen Much Ostentation And Much Learning Met Together.

And, If I Were So Low That I Accounted Myself The Worst Of All, Yet Some Would Account Themselves In Worse Case.

As You See In A Pair Of Bellows, There Is A Forced Breath Without Life, So In Those That Are Puffed Up With The Wind Of Ostentation, There May Be Charitable Words Without Works.

For Whom He Means To Make An Often Guest, One Dish Shall Serve; And Welcome Make The Rest.