It Is Not Sin That Kills The

Gospel Ministers Should Not Only Be Like Dials On Watches, Or Mile-stones Upon The Road, But Like Clocks And Larums, To Sound The Alarm To Sinners. Aaron Wore Bells As Well As Pomegranates, And The Prophets Were Commanded To Lift Up Their Voice Like A Trumpet. A Sleeping Sentinel May Be The Loss Of The City.

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

A Good Man Is Kinder To His Enemy Than Bad Men Are To Their Friends.

Now You Say, Alas! Christianity Is Hard; I Grant It; But Gainful And Happy. I Contemn The Difficulty When I Respect The Advantage. The Greatest Labors That Have Answerable Requitals Are Less Than The Least That Have No Regard. Believe Me, When I Look To The Reward, I Would Not Have The Work Easier. It Is A Good Master Whom We Serve, Who Not Only Pays, But Gives; Not After The Proportion Of Our Earnings, But Of His Own Mercy.

I Will Rather Suffer A Thousand Wrongs Than Offer One. I Have Always Found That To Strive With A Superior Is Injurious; With An Equal, Doubtful; With An Inferior, Sordid And Base; With Any, Full Of Unquietness.