It Is Good For Us

What We Count The Ills Of Life Are Often Blessings In Disguise, Resulting In Good To Us In The End. Though For The Present Not Joyous But Grievous, Yet, If Received In A Right Spirit, They Work Out Fruits Of Righteousness For Us At Last.

Hope For The Best, Get Ready For The Worst, And Then Take What God Chooses To Send.

Were A Man To Live As Long As Methuselah, And To Spend All His Days In The Highest Delights Sin Can Offer, One Hour Of The Anguish And Tribulation That Must Follow, Would Far Outweigh Them.

Those May Justly Be Reckoned Void Of Understanding That Do Not Bless And Praise God; Nor Do Men Ever Rightly Use Their Reason Till They Begin To Be Religious, Nor Live As Men Till They Live To The Glory Of God. As Reason Is The Substratum Or Subject Of Religion (so That Creatures Which Have No Reason Are Not Capable Of Religion), So Religion Is The Crown And Glory Of Reason, And We Have Our Reason In Vain, And Shall One Day Wish We Had Never Had It, If We Do Not Glorify God With It.

Pure Christianity And Serious Godliness Fear Not The Scrutiny Of A Free Thought, But Despise The Impotent Malice Of A Prejudiced One.