Would To God That We Might Spend

Count Not Thyself To Have Found True Peace, If Thou Hast Felt No Grief; Nor That Then All Is Well If Thou Hast No Adversary; Nor That This Is Perfect, If All Things Fall Out According To Thy Desire.

If Thou Be Not Busy For Thyself Now, Who Shall Be Busy For Thee In Time To Come?

We Would Willingly Have Others Perfect, And Yet We Amend Not Our Own Faults. We Would Have Others Severely Corrected And Will Not Be Corrected Ourselves. The Large Liberty Of Others Displeases Us, And Yet We Will Not Have Our Own Desires Denied Us. We Will Have Others Kept Under By Strict Laws, But In No Sort Will Ourselves Be Restrained. And Thus It Appears How Seldom We Weigh Our Neighbor In The Same Balance With Ourselves.

Thy Peace Shall Be In Much Patience.

Blessed Are The Simple, For They Shall Have Much Peace.