I Claim No Right To Myself, No

Find Preachers Of David Brainerd's Spirit, And Nothing Can Stand Before Them. Let Us Be Followers Of Him, As He Was Of Christ, In Absolute Self-devotion, In Total Deadness To The World, And In Fervent Love To God And Man.

Your Wickedness Makes You As It Were Heavy As Lead, And To Tend Downwards With Great Weight And Pressure Towards Hell; And If God Should Let You Go, You Would Immediately Sink And Switfly Descend And Plunge Into The Bottomless Gulf, And Your Healthy Constitution, And Your Own Care And Prudence, And Best Contrivance, And All Your Righteousness, Would Have No More Influence To Uphold You And Keep You Out Of Hell, Than A Spider's Web Would Have To Stop A Fallen Rock.

Immediately Upon The Fall, The Mind Of Man Shrank From Its Primitive Greatness And Expandedness, To An Exceeding Smallness And Contractedness... Before, His Soul Was Under The Government Of The Noble Principles Of Divine Love, Whereby It Was Enlarged To The Comprehensiveness Of All His Fellow Creatures And Their Welfare... [but] Sin, Like Some Powerful Astringent, Contracted His Soul To The Very Small Dimensions Of Selfishness, And God Was Forsaken, And Man Retired Within Himself, And Became Totally Governed By Narrow And Selfish Principles And Feelings.

Who Will Deny That True Religion Consists, In A Great Measure, In Vigorous And Lively Actings Of The Inclination And Will Of The Soul, Or The Fervent Exercises Of The Heart? That Religion Which God Requires, And Will Accept, Does Not Consist In Weak, Dull, And Lifeless, Wishes, Raising Us But A Little Above A State Of Indifference.

To Mark All That I Say In Conversation, Merely To Beget In Others, A Good Opinion Of Myself, And Examine It.