Christ Will Bear No Equal,

Truly, Hope Is The Saint's Covering, Wherein He Wraps Himself, When He Lays His Body Down To Sleep In The Grave: "my Flesh," Saith David, "shall Rest In Hope."

The Sins Of Teachers Are The Teachers Of Sin.

In Heaven We Shall Appear, Not In Armour, But In Robes Of Glory. But Here These Are To Be Worn Night And Day; We Must Walk, Work, And Sleep In Them, Or Else We Are Not True Soldiers Of Christ.

He That Is Impatient, And Cannot Wait On God For A Mercy, Will Not Easily Submit To Him In A Denial.

Therefore Tremble, O Man, At Any Power Thou Hast, Except Thou Usest It For God. Art Thou Strong In Body; Who Hath Thy Strength? God, Or Thy Lusts?