Humility Enforces Where Neither Virtue Nor Strength

My Soul, Sit Thou A Patient Looker-on; Judge Not The Play Before The Play Is Done: Her Plot Hath Many Changes; Every Day Speaks A New Scene; The Last Act Crowns The Play

If God Send Thee A Cross, Take It Up Willingly And Follow Him. Use It Wisely, Lest It Be Unprofitable. Bear It Patiently, Lest It Be Intolerable. If It Be Light, Slight It Not. If It Be Heavy, Murmur Not. After The Cross Is The Crown.

Let All Thy Joys Be As The Month Of May,and All Thy Days Be As A Marriage Day.

Lust Is A Sharp Spur To Vice, Which Always Putteth The Affections Into A False Gallop.

Mercy Turns Her Back To The Unmerciful.