Special Mercy Arouses More Gratitude Than Universal

A Foolish Physician He Is, And A Most Unfaithful Friend, That Will Let A Sick Man Die For Fear Of Troubling Him; And Cruel Wretches Are We To Our Friends, That Will Rather Suffer Them To Go Quietly To Hell, Then We Will Anger Them, Or Hazard Our Reputation With Them.

Death Is Half Disarmed When The Pleasures And Interests Of The Flesh Are First Denied.

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.

Despair Of Ever Being Saved, "except Thou Be Born Again," Or Of Seeing God "without Holiness," Or Of Having Part In Christ Except Thou "love Him Above Father, Mother, Or Thy Own Life." This Kind Of Despair Is One Of The First Steps To Heaven.

Study Hard, For The Well Is Deep, And Our Brains Are Shallow.