The Riches We Impart Are The Only

None Are Ruined By The Justice Of God But Those That Hate To Be Reformed By The Grace Of God.

They Have Most Satisfaction In Themselves, And Consequently The Sweetest Relish Of Their Creature Comforts.

The Beauty Of Holiness Is That Which The Grave, That Consumes All Other Beauty, Cannot Touch, Or Do Any Damage To.

The Joy Of The Lord Will Arm Us Against The Assaults Of Our Spiritual Enemies, And, Put Our Mouths Out Of Taste For Those Pleasures With Which The Tempter Baits His Hooks.

It Is Not Talking But Walking That Will Bring Us To Heaven.