If Thou Beest Ever So Exact In

We Have Peace With God As Soon As We Believe, But Not Always With Ourselves. The Pardon May Be Past The Prince's Hand And Seal, And Yet Not Put Into The Prisoner's Hand.

The Christian, Like A Chalice Without A Base, Cannot Stand On His Own Nor Hold What He Has Received Any Longer That God Holds Him In His Strong Hands.

Sometimes, Perhaps, Thou Hearest Another Pray With Much Freedom And Fluency, Whilst Thou Canst Hardly Get Out A Few Broken Words. Hence Thou Art Ready To Accuse Thyself And Admire Him, As If The Gilding Of The Key Made It Open The Door The Better.

Furnish Thyself With Arguments From The Promises To Enforce Thy Prayers, And Make Them Prevalent With God. The Promises Are The Ground Of Faith, And Faith, When Strengthened, Will Make Thee Fervent, And Such Fervency Ever Speeds And Returns With Victory Out Of The Field Of Prayer. The Mightier Any Is In The Word, The More Mighty He Will Be In Prayer.

Satan Will Be Ready To Help Forward Such Thoughts As A Fit Medium To Lift Thee Up , And Slacken Thy Care In Duty For The Future. Such Discoveries Do Indeed Bear Witness To The Truth Of Thy Grace, But Not To The Degree And Measure Of It. The Weak Child May Be, Yea, Is, Oftener In The Lap Than The Strong.