God, Deliver Me From Sullen Saints.

God, Deliver Me From Sullen Saints.

If We Plant A Flower Or A Shrub And Water It Daily It Will Grow So Tall That In Time We Shall Need A Spade And A Hoe To Uproot It. It Is Just So, I Think, When We Commit A Fault, However Small, Each Day, And Do Not Cure Ourselves Of It.

What A Great Favor God Does To Those He Places In The Company Of Good People!

Love Makes Labour Light. Love Alone Gives Value To All Things.

I Had A Father And Mother, Who Were Devout And Feared God. Our Lord Also Helped Me With His Grace. All This Would Have Been Enough To Make Me Good, If I Had Not Been So Wicked.