In Prayer, It Is Better To Have

He That Comes To Christ Cannot, It Is True, Always Get On As Fast As He Would. Poor Coming Soul, Thou Art Like The Man That Would Ride Full Gallop Whose Horse Will Hardly Trot. Now The Desire Of His Mind Is Not To Be Judged Of By The Slow Pace Of The Dull Jade He Rides On, But By The Hitching And Kicking And Spurring As He Sits On His Back. Thy Flesh Is Like This Dull Jade, It Will Not Gallop After Christ, It Will Be Backward Though Thy Soul And Heaven Lie At Stake.

God, As I May Say, Is Forced To Break Men's Hearts, Before He Can Make Them Willing To Cry To Him, Or Be Willing That He Should Have Any Concerns With Them; The Rest Shut Their Eyes, Stop Their Ears, Withdraw Their Hearts, Or Say Unto God, Be Gone.

It Is The Opener Of The Heart Of God, And A Means By Which The Soul, Though Empty, Is Filled.

Now, I Saw, Upon A Time, When He Was Walking In The Fields, That He Was, As He Was Wont, Reading In His Book, And Greatly Distressed In His Mind; And, As He Read, He Burst Out, As He Had Done Before, Crying, What Shall I Do To Be Saved?

If Thou Hast Sinned, Lie Not Down Without Repentance; For The Want Of Repentance, After One Has Sinned, Makes The Heart Yet Harder And Harder.