Prayer Is The Midwife Of Mercy, That

The Provisions Of Christ's Gospel Appear Mean And Scanty To The World, Yet They Satisfy All That Feed On Him In Their Hearts By Faith With Thanksgiving.

Cast Not Away Your Confidence Because God Defers His Performances. That Which Does Not Come In Your Time, Will Be Hastened In His Time, Which Is Always The More Convenient Season. God Will Work When He Pleases, How He Pleases, And By What Means He Pleases. He Is Not Bound To Keep Our Time, But He Will Perform His Work, Honor Our Faith, And Reward Them That Diligently Seek Him.

Love Is The Root; Obedience Is The Fruit.

Come, And See The Victories Of The Cross. Christ's Wounds Are Thy Healings, His Agonies Thy Repose, His Conflicts Thy Conquests, His Groans Thy Songs, His Pains Thine Ease, His Shame Thy Glory, His Death Thy Life, His Sufferings Thy Salvation.

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