But Pleasures Are Like Poppies Spread: You

Man Indeed Is The Most Noble, By Creation, Of All The Creatures In The Visible World; But By Sin He Has Made Himself The Most Ignoble.

To-despise The World Is The Way To Enjoy Heaven; And Blessed Are They Who Delight To Converse With God By Prayer.

I Saw A Man Clothed With Rags . . . A Book In His Hand, And A Great Burden Upon His Back.

I Seek A Place That Can Never Be Destroyed, One That Is Pure, And That Fadeth Not Away, And It Is Laid Up In Heaven, And Safe There, To Be Given, At The Time Appointed, To Them That Seek It With All Their Heart. Read It So, If You Will, In My Book.

Prayer Is An Ordinance Of God, That Must Continue With A Soul So Long As It Is On This Side Glory.