Doth Any Man Live More To Himself,

Spend Your Time In Nothing Which You Know Must Be Repented Of; In Nothing On Which You Might Not Pray For The Blessing Of God; In Nothing Which You Could Not Review With A Quiet Conscience On Your Dying Bed; In Nothing Which You Might Not Safely And Properly Be Found Doing If Death Should Surprise You In The Act.

We Must Feel Toward Our People As A Father Toward His Children; Yea, The Most Tender Love Of A Mother Must Not Surpass Ours. We Must Even Travail In Birth, Till Christ Be Formed In Them. They Should See That We Care For No Outward Thing, Neither Liberty, Nor Honor, Nor Life, In Comparison To Their Salvation... When The People See That You Truly Love Them, They Will Hear Anything From You...oh Therefore, See That You Feel A Tender Love For Your People In Your Hearts, And Let Them Perceive It In Your Speech And Conduct. Let Them See That You Spend And Are Spent For Their Sakes.

Sit Not Down Without Assurance. Get Alone, And Bring Thy Heart To The Bar Of Trial; Force It To Answer The Interrogatories Put To It; Set The Qualifications Of The Saints On One Side, And The Qualifications Of Thy Soul On The Other Side, And Then Judge What Resemblance There Is Between Them.

To Be The People Of God Without Regeneration, Is As Impossible As To Be The Children Of Men Without Generation.

The Heart Is Naturally Hard, And Grows Harder By Custom In Sin, Especially By Long Abuse Of Mercy, Neglect Of The Means Of Grace, And Resisteing The Spirit Of Grace.