Since He Looked Upon Me

You Must Take A House Beside The Physician. It Will Be A Miracle If Ye Be The First Sick That Christ Hath Put Away Uncured.

Praise God For The Hammer, The File, And The Furnace. The Hammer Molds Us, The File Sharpens Us, And The Fire Tempers Us.

If Ye Never Had A Sick Night And A Pained Soul For Sin, Ye Have Not Yet Lighted Upon Christ.

The Good Husbandman May Pluck His Rose & Gather In His Lily.

Set Not Your Heart Upon The World, Since God Hath Not Made It Your Portion.