Once More Consider, There Is Nothing, But

Overvalue Not Therefore The Manner Of Your Own Worship, And Overvilify Not Other Men's Of A Different Mode.

Tomorrow Is Always The Sluggard's Working Day; Today Is His Holiday

Though Selfishness Hath Defiled The Whole Man, Yet Sensual Pleasure Is The Chief Part Of Its Interest, And, Therefore, By The Senses It Commonly Works; And These Are The Doors And Windows By Which Iniquity Entereth Into The Soul.

You Little Know What You Have Done, When You Have First Broke The Bounds Of Modesty; You Have Set Open The Door Of Your Fancy To The Devil, So That He Can, Almost At His Pleasure Ever After, Represent The Same Sinful Pleasure To You Anew; He Hath Now Access To Your Fancy To Stir Up Lustful Thoughts And Desires, So That When You Should Think Of Your Calling, Of Your God, Or Of Your Soul, Your Thoughts Will Be Worse Than Swinish, Upon The Filth That Is Not Fit To Be Named. If The Devil Here Get In A Foot, He Will Not Easily Be Got Out.

The Heart Is Naturally Hard, And Grows Harder By Custom In Sin, Especially By Long Abuse Of Mercy, Neglect Of The Means Of Grace, And Resisteing The Spirit Of Grace.