If You Are Not A Praying Person,

I Saw A Man Clothed With Rags . . . A Book In His Hand, And A Great Burden Upon His Back.

The Fear Of God Is The Beginning Of Wisdom, And They That Lack The Beginning Have Neither Middle Nor End

Though There Is Not Always Grace Where There Is The Fear Of Hell, Yet, To Be Sure, There Is No Grace Where There Is No Fear Of God.

Thou Art Beaten That Thou Mayest Be Better.

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.