Now Just Behold These Miserable, Blind, And

Our Lord God Doeth Work Like A Printer Who Setteth The Letters Backwards; We See And Feel Well His Setting, But We Shall See The Print Yonder - In The Life To Come.

You May As Well Quit Reading And Hearing The Word Of God, And Give It To The Devil, If You Do Not Desire To Live According To It.

Whoever Wishes To Be A Christian, Let Him Pluck Out The Eyes Of His Reason.

The Human Heart Is Like A Millstone In A Mill: When You Put Wheat Under It, It Turns And Grinds And Bruises The Wheat To Flour; If You Put No Wheat, It Still Grinds On, But Then 'tis Itself It Grinds And Wears Away.

The Spiritual Rest, Which God Particularly Intends In This Commandment, Is This: That We Not Only Cease From Our Labor And Trade, But Much More, That We Let God Alone Work In Us And That We Do Nothing Of Our Own With All Our Powers.