I Take The Love Of God And

And Though It Be Their Sin And Vanity That Is The Cause, It Is Nevertheless Your Sin To Be The Unnecessary Occasion: For You Must Consider That You Live Among Diseased Souls. And You Must Not Lay A Stumblingblock In Their Way, Nor Blow Up The Fire Of Their Lust, Nor Make Your Ornaments Their Snares; But You Must Walk Among Sinful Persons, As You Would Do With A Candle Among Straw Or Gunpowder; Or Else You May See The Flame Which You Would Not Foresee, When It Is Too Late To Quench It.

Holiness Is Nothing Else But The Habitual And Predominant Devotion And Dedication Of Soul, And Body, And Life, And All That We Have To God; And Esteeming, And Loving, And Serving, And Seeking Him, Before All The Pleasures And Prosperity Of The Flesh.

Lord, I Surrender. I Am Completely Overcome By Your Love.

Of All The Preaching In The World, I Hate That Preaching Which Tends To Make The Hearers Laugh, Or To Move Their Minds With Tickling Levity And Affect Them As Stage Plays Used To, Instead Of Affecting Them With A Holy Reverence For The Name Of God.

I Must Confess, As The Experience Of My Own Soul, That The Expectation Of Loving My Friends In Heaven Principally Kindles My Love To Them While On Earth.