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The Last Business Of Christ's Life Was The Saving Of A Poor Penitent Thief.

We Can Stand Affliction Better Than We Can Prosperity, For In Prosperity We Forget God.

It May Be That At This Moment Every Battlement Of Heaven Is Alive With The Redeemed. There Is A Sainted Mother Watching For Her Daughter. Have You No Response To That Long Hushed Voice Which Has Prayed For You So Often? And For You, Young Man, Are There No Voices There That Have Prayed For You? And Are There None Whom You Promised Once To Meet Again, If Not On Earth, In Heaven?

If I Take Care Of My Character, My Reputation Will Take Care Of Me.

If You Were To Spend A Month Feeding On The Precious Promises Of God, You Would Not Be Going About With Your Heads Hanging Down Like Bulrushes, Complaining How Poor You Are; But You Would Lift Up Your Heads With Confidence, And Proclaim The Riches Of His Grace Because You Could Not Help It.