The Same Yesterday, Today, And Forever.

Faith Is A Fruit, Work, Or Gift Of The Spirit Of God, Whereby A Poor Soul Is Enabled Through The Mighty Operation Of God, In A Sense Of Its Sins And Wretched Estate To Lay Hold On The Righteousness, Blood, Death, Resurrection, Ascension, Intercession, And Coming Again Of The Son Of God Which Was Crucified Without The Gates Of Jerusalem, For Eternal Life.

There Was A Castle Called Doubting Castle, The Owner Whereof Was Giant Despair.

If You Are Not A Praying Person, You Are Not A Christian.

Breathes There A Man, Whose Judgment Clear Can Others Teach Their Course To Steer, Yet Run Himself Life's Mad Career Wild As The Wave?

Fear, Lest, By Forgetting What You Are By Nature, You Also Forget The Need That You Have Of Continual Pardon, Support, And Supplies From The Spirit Of Grace, And So Grow Proud Of Your Own Abilities, Or Of What You Have Received From God.