No One Can Be Great, Or Good,

He Alone Can Believe In Immortality Who Feels The Resurrection In Him Already.

Let A Man Begin In Earnest With "i Ought," And He Will End, By God's Grace, If He Persevere, With "i Will." Let Him Force Himself To Abound In All Small Offices Of Kindliness, Attention, Affectionateness, And All These For God's Sake. By And By He Will Feel Them Become The Habit Of His Soul.

This Is The True Liberty Of Christ, When A Free Man Binds Himself In Love To Duty. Not In Shrinking From Our Distasteful Occupations, But In Fulfilling Them, Do We Realize Our High Origin.

A Life Of Prayer Is A Life Whose Litanies Are Ever Fresh Acts Of Self-devoting Love.

Child Of God, If You Would Have Your Thought Of God Something Beyond A Cold Feeling Of His Presence, Let Faith Appropriate Christ.