Oh That I May Never Loiter On

In The Morning Was Again Distressed As Soon As I Waked, Hearing Much Talk About The World And The Things Of It. I Perceived The Men Were In Some Measure Afraid Of Me; And I Discoursed Something About Sanctifying The Sabbath, If Possible To Solemnize Their Minds: But When They Were At A Little Distance, They Again Talked Freely About Secular Affairs. Oh, I Thought What A Hell It Would Be, To Live With Such Men To Eternity!

God Plans All Perfect Combinations.

Oh, How Precious Is Time! And How Guilty It Makes Me Feel When I Think I Have Trifled Away And Misimproved It, Or Neglected To Fill Up Each Part Of It With Duty To The Utmost Of My Ability And Capacity

In The Silences I Make In The Midst Of The Turmoil Of Life I Have Appointments With God. From These Silences I Come Forth With Spirit Refreshed, And With A Renewed Sense Of Power. I Hear A Voice In The Silences, And Become Increasingly Aware That It Is The Voice Of God.

Oh That I May Never Loiter On My Heavenly Journey.