Not Lost, But Gone Before.

For Love Is Of God. He Is The Fountain, Author, Parent, And Commander Of Love; It Is The Sum Of His Law And Gospel.

So Great Was The Extremity Of His Pain And Anguish, That He Did Not Only Sigh But Roar.

The Riches We Impart Are The Only Wealth We Shall Always Retain.

Our Creature Comforts

We Have No Sufficient Strength Of Our Own. All Our Sufficiency Is Of God. We Should Stir Up Ourselves To Resist Temptations In A Reliance Upon God's All-sufficiency And The Omnipotence Of His Might.