I Love To Live Alone In My

We Should Always Look Upon Ourselves As God's Servants, Placed In God's World, To Do His Work; And Accordingly Labour Faithfully For Him; Not With A Design To Grow Rich And Great, But To Glorify God, And Do All The Good We Possibly Can.

I Love To Live Alone In My Own Little Cottage, Where I Can Spend Much Time In Prayer, Etc

All My Desire Was The Conversion Of The Heathen... I Declare, Now I Am Dying, I Would Not Have Spent My Life Otherwise For The Whole World.

My Desires Seem Especially To Be After Weanedness From The World, Perfect Deadness To It, And That I May Be Crucified To All Its Allurements. My Soul Desires To Feel Itself More Of A Pilgrim And A Stranger Here Below, That Nothing May Divert Me From Pressing Through The Lonely Desert, Till I Arrive At My Father's House.

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