Doth Any Man Live More To Himself,

You Little Know What You Have Done, When You Have First Broke The Bounds Of Modesty; You Have Set Open The Door Of Your Fancy To The Devil, So That He Can, Almost At His Pleasure Ever After, Represent The Same Sinful Pleasure To You Anew; He Hath Now Access To Your Fancy To Stir Up Lustful Thoughts And Desires, So That When You Should Think Of Your Calling, Of Your God, Or Of Your Soul, Your Thoughts Will Be Worse Than Swinish, Upon The Filth That Is Not Fit To Be Named. If The Devil Here Get In A Foot, He Will Not Easily Be Got Out.

If You Do Not See Yourselves And All Things As Living, Moving, And Having Their Being In God, You See Nothing, Whatever You May Think You See.

I Must Confess, As The Experience Of My Own Soul, That The Expectation Of Loving My Friends In Heaven Principally Kindles My Love To Them While On Earth.

Most (christians) Have An Ungrounded Trust In Christ, Hoping That He Will Pardon, Justify And Save Them, While The World Has Their Hearts, And They Live To The flesh. And This Trust They Take As Justifying Faith.

Till Men Are Deeply Humbled, They Can Part With Christ And Salvation For A Lust, For A Little Wordly Gain, For That Which Is Less Than Nothing. But When God Hath Enlightened Their Consciences, And Broken Their Hearts, Then They Would Give A World For Christ.