If It Were Possible For Me To

If We Seem To Get No Good By Attempting To Draw Near To Him, We May Be Sure We Will Get None By Keeping Away From Him.

May We Sit At The Foot Of The Cross; And There Learn What Sin Has Done, What Justice Has Done, What Love Has Done.

Our Work Is Great; Our Time Is Short; The Consequences Of Our Labors Are Infinite.

There Are Many Who Stumble In The Noon-day, Not For Want Of Light, But For Want Of Eyes.

What Will It Profit A Man If He Gains His Cause And Silences His Adversary If At The Same Time He Loses That Humble, Tender Frame Of Spirit In Which The Lord Delights, And To Which The Promise Of His Presence Is Made?