I Hang By A Thread,

Oh Thrice Fools Are We Who Like New-born Princes Weeping In The Cradle Know Not That There Is A Kingdom Before Them Then Let Our Lord's Sweet Hand Square Us And Hammer Us And Strike Off The Knots Of Pride Self-love And World-worship And Infidelity That He May Make Us Stones And Pillars In His Father's House.

When The Supreme Magistrate Will Not Execute The Judgment Of The Lord, Those Who Made Him Supreme Magistrate, Under God, Who Have Under God, Sovereighn Liberty To Dispose Of Crowns And Kingdoms, Are To Execute The Judgment Of The Lord, When Wicked Men Make The Law Of God Of None Effect.

We Are As Near To Heaven As We Are Far From Self, And Far From The Love Of A Sinful World.

Grow As A Palm-tree On God's Mount Zion; Howbeit Shaken With Winds, Yet The Root Is Fast.

Every Man By Nature Is A Freeman Born; By Nature No Man Cometh Out Of The Womb Under Any Civil Subjection To King, Prince, Or Judge.