Faith, If It Be A Living Faith,

Hatred Of Sin As Sin, Not Only As Galling Or Disquieting, A Sense Of The Love Of Christ In The Cross, Lie At The Bottom Of All True Spiritual Mortification.

Christ Is The Meat, The Bread, The Food Of Our Souls. Nothing Is In Him Of A Higher Spiritual Nourishment Than His Love, Which We Should Always Desire.

Believers Obey Christ As The One Whom Our Obedience Is Accepted By God. Believers Know All Their Duties Are Weak, Imperfect, And Unable To Abide In God's Presence. Therefore They Look To Christ As The One Who Bears The Iniquity Of Their Holy Things, Who Adds Incense To Their Prayers, Gathers Out All The Weeds From Their Duties And Makes Them Acceptable To God.

It Is Not The Distance Of The Earth From The Sun, Nor The Sun's Withdrawing Itself, That Makes A Dark And Gloomy Day; But The Interposition Of Clouds And Vaporous Exhalations. Neither Is Thy Soul Beyond The Reach Of The Promise, Nor Does God Withdraw Himself; But The Vapours Of Thy Carnal, Unbelieving Heart Do Cloud Thee.

If A Man Teach Uprightly And Walk Crookedly, More Will Fall Down In The Night Of His Life Than He Built In The Day Of His Doctrine.