Consider First, That Great Or Bright Infers

Zeal And Duty Are Not Slow But On Occasion's Forelock Watchful Wait.

He That Has Light Within His Own Clear Breast May Sit In The Centre, And Enjoy Bright Day: But He That Hides A Dark Soul And Foul Thoughts Benighted Walks Under The Mid-day Sun; Himself His Own Dungeon.

Still Paying, Still To Owe. Eternal Woe!

But Pain Is Perfect Misery, The Worst Of Evils, And Excessive, Overturns All Patience.

Let None Henceforth Seek Needless Cause To Approve The Faith They Owe; When Earnestly They Seek Such Proof, Conclude, They Then Begin To Fail.