He Hath Given Me Rest By His

The Truths That I Know Best I Have Learned On My Knees. I Never Know A Thing Well, Till It Is Burned Into My Heart By Prayer.

Faith Receiveth The Promise, Embraceth It, And Comforteth The Soul Unspeakably With It. Faith Is So Great An Artist In Arguing And Reasoning With The Soul, That It Will Bring Over The Hardest Heart That It Hath To Deal With. It Will Bring To My Remembrance At Once, Both My Vileness Against God, And His Goodness Towards Me; It Will Show Me, That Though I Deserve Not To Breathe In The Air, Yet That God Will Have Me An Heir Of Glory.

To Run And Work The Law Commands, But Gives Us Neither Feet Nor Hands. But Better News The Gospel Brings, It Bids Us Fly And Gives Us Wings.

But Pleasures Are Like Poppies Spread: You Seize The Flower

He That Doth Righteousness; That Is, Righteousness Which The Gospel Calleth So, Is Righteous; That Is, Precedent To, Or Before He Doth That Righteousness. For He Doth Not Say, He Shall Make His Person Righteous By Acts Of Righteousness That He Shall Do; For Then An Evil Tree May Bear Good Fruit, Yea, And Make Itself Good By Doing So; But He Saith, He That Doth Righteousness Is Righteous; As He Saith, He That Doth Righteousness Is Born Of Him.