The Night Will Close The

You Will Not Be Carried To Heaven Lying At Ease Upon A Feather Bed.

Christ Seeketh Your Help In Your Place; Give Him Your Hand.

My Lord Jesus Has Fully Recompensed My Sadness With His Joys, My Losses With His Own Presence. I Find It A Sweet And Rich Thing To Exchange My Sorrows With Christ's Joys, My Afflictions With That Sweet Peace I Have With Himself.

Your Heart Is Not The Compass That God Steers By.

When I Look To My Guiltiness, I See That My Salvation Is One Of Our Saviour's Greatest Miracles, Either In Heaven Or Earth.