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We Must Believe That He Is Able To Do What He Will, Wise To Do What Is Best, And Good, According To His Promise, To Do What Is Best For Us, If We Love Him, And Serve Him.

The Streams Of Religion Run Deep Or Shallow, According As The Banks Of The Sabbath Are Kept Up Or Neglected.

That Which God Plants He Will Take Care To Keep Watered.

When Christ Was About To Leave The World, He Made His Will. His Soul He Committed To His Father; His Body He Bequeathed To Joseph To Be Decently Interred; His Clothes Fell To The Soldiers; His Mother He Left To The Care Of John; But What Should He Leave To His Poor Disciples That Had Left All For Him? Silver And Gold He Had None; But He Left Them That Which Was Infinitely Better, His Peace.

Were A Man To Live As Long As Methuselah, And To Spend All His Days In The Highest Delights Sin Can Offer, One Hour Of The Anguish And Tribulation That Must Follow, Would Far Outweigh Them.