I Have Received My All From God.

Oh, How Precious Is Time, And How It Pains Me To See It Slide Away, While I Do So Little To Any Good Purpose.

Be Careful To Make A Good Improvement Of Precious Time.

The All-seeing Eye Of God Beheld Our Deplorable State; Infinite Pity Touched The Heart Of The Father Of Mercies; And Infinite Wisdom Laid The Plan Of Our Recovery.

Oh! It Is Sweet To Be Thus Weaned From Friends, And From Myself, And Dead To The Present World, That So I May Live Wholly To And Upon The Blessed God!

No Amount Of Scholastic Attainment, Of Able And Profound Exposition Of Brilliant And Stirring Eloquence Can Atone For The Absence Of A Deep Impassioned Sympathetic Love For Human Souls.