Still The Race Of Hero Spirits Pass

Let Us Ask Ourselves Seriously And Honestly, 'what Do I Believe After All? What Manner Of Man Am I After All? What Sort Of Show Would I Make After All, If The People Around Me Knew My Heart And All My Secret Thoughts?" What Sort Of Show Then Do I Already Make In The Sight Of Almighty God, Who Sees Every Man Exactly As He Is?'

Do You Feel That You Have Lost Your Way In Life? Then God Himself Will Show You Your Way. Are You Utterly Helpless, Worn Out, Body And Soul? Then God's Eternal Love Is Ready And Willing To Help You Up, And Revive You. Are You Wearied With Doubts And Terrors? Then God's Eternal Light Is Ready To Show You Your Way; God's Eternal Peace Ready To Give You Peace. Do You Feel Yourself Full Of Sins And Faults? Then Take Heart; For God's Unchangeable Will Is, To Take Away Those Sins, And Purge You From Those Faults.

What I Want Is, Not To Possess Religion, But To Have A Religion That Shall Possess Me.

Now, To Tell My Story--if Not As It Ought To Be Told, At Least As I Can Tell It,--i Must Go Back Sixteen Years, To The Days When Whitbury Boasted Of Forty Coaches Per Diem, Instead Of One Railway, And Set Forth How In Its Southern Suburb, There Stood Two Pleasant House Side By Side, With Their Gardens Sloping Down To The Whit, And Parted From Each Other Only By The High Brick Fruit-wall, Through Which There Used To Be A Door Of Communication; For The Two Occupiers Were Fast Friends.

There's No Use Doing A Kindness If You Do It A Day Too Late.