Such As Every Man Is Inwardly So

All Is Vanity But To Love God And Serve Him.

Love Is Watchful. Sleeping, It Does Not Slumber. Wearied, It Is Not Tired. Pressed, It Is Not Straitened. Alarmed, It Is Not Confused, But Like A Living Flame, A Burning Torch, It Forces Its Way Upward And Passes Unharmed Through Every Obstacle.

As Iron Cast Into Fire Loses Its Rust And Becomes Glowing White, So He Who Turns Completely To God Is Stripped Of His Sluggishness And Changed Into A New Man.

All Men Desire Peace, But Very Few Desire Those Things That Make For Peace.

Salvation By The Cross. [lat., In Cruce Salus.]