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The Truths That I Know Best I Have Learned On My Knees. I Never Know A Thing Well, Till It Is Burned Into My Heart By Prayer.

Their Bodies Will Be Raised From The Dead As Vessels For The Soul-vessels Of Wrath. The Soul Will Breathe Hell-fire, And Smoke And Coal Will Seem To Hang Upon Its Burning Lips, Yea The Face, Eyes, And Ears Will Seem To Be Chimneys And Vents For The Flame, And The Smoke Of The Burning , Which God, By His Breath, Hath Kindled Therein, And Upon, Them, Which Will Be Held One In Another, To The Great Torment And Distress Of Each Other.

I Love To Hear My Lord Spoken Of, And Wherever I Have Seen The Print Of His Shoe In The Earth, There Have I Coveted To Put Mine Also.

Farewell, I Wish Our Souls May Meet With Comfort At The Journey's End.- The Heavenly Footman: A Puritan's View Of How To Get To Heaven.

Though It Be Said That Faith Cometh By Hearing, Yet It Is The Spirit That Worketh Faith In The Heart Through Hearing, Or Else They Are Not Profited By Hearing.