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When Christ Was About To Leave The World, He Made His Will. His Soul He Committed To His Father; His Body He Bequeathed To Joseph To Be Decently Interred; His Clothes Fell To The Soldiers; His Mother He Left To The Care Of John; But What Should He Leave To His Poor Disciples That Had Left All For Him? Silver And Gold He Had None; But He Left Them That Which Was Infinitely Better, His Peace.

The Best We Can Say To God In Prayer, Is What He Has Said To Us.

Riches, In The Hands Of A Man That Is Wise And Generous, Are Good For Something, But In The Hands Of A Sordid, Sneaking, Covetous Miser, They Are Good For Nothing.

Though We Cannot By Our Prayers Give God Any Information, Yet We Must By Our Prayers Give Him Honor.

Saying And Doing Are Two Things.