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It Is Impossible To Be Submissive And Religiously Patient, If Ye Stay Your Thoughts Down Among The Confused Rollings And Wheels Of Second Causes, As, O, The Place! O, The Time! O, If This Had Been, This Had Not Followed! O, The Linking Of This Accident With This Time And Place! Look Up To The Master Motion And The First Wheel.

My Desire Is That My Lord Would Give Me Broader And Deeper Thoughts, To Feed Myself With Wondering At His Love.

When The Race Is Ended, And The Play Is Either Won Or Lost, And Ye Are In The Utmost Circle And Border Of Time, And Shall Put Your Foot Within The March Of Eternity, All The Good Things Of Your Short Nightdream Shall Seem To You Like Ashes Of A Blaze Of Thorns Or Straw.

It Is No Small Comfort That God Hath Written Some Scriptures To You Which He Hath Not To Others. Read These, And Think God Is Like A Friend Who Sendeth A Letter To A Whole House And Family, But Who Speaketh In His Letter To Some By Name That Are Dearest To Him In The House.

Oh Thrice Fools Are We Who Like New-born Princes Weeping In The Cradle Know Not That There Is A Kingdom Before Them Then Let Our Lord's Sweet Hand Square Us And Hammer Us And Strike Off The Knots Of Pride Self-love And World-worship And Infidelity That He May Make Us Stones And Pillars In His Father's House.