Prayer Is The Breath Of The New

I Must Confess, As The Experience Of My Own Soul, That The Expectation Of Loving My Friends In Heaven Principally Kindles My Love To Them While On Earth.

It Is Not A Terrible Thing To A Wretched Soul, When It Shall Lie Roaring Perpetually In The Flames Of Hell, And The God Of Mercy Himself Shall Laugh At Them; When...god Shall Mock Them Instead Of Relieving Them; When None In Heaven Or Earth Can Help Them But God, And He Shall Rejoice Over Them In Their Calamity

Do Not Waste Your Time On Light, Weak, Milk­toast Ministries And Books

Naturally, Men Are Prone To Spin Themselves A Web Of Opinions Out Of Their Own Brain, And To Have A Religion That May Be Called Their Own. They Are Far Readier To Make Themselves A Faith, Than To Receive That Which God Hath Formed To Their Hands; Are Far Readier To Receive A Doctrine That Tends To Their Carnal Commodity, Or Honor, Or Delight, Than One That Tends To Self-denial.

Surely Love Is Both Work And Wages.