Then Wilt Thou Not Be Loath To

Gratitude Bestows Reverence.....changing Forever How We Experience Life And The World.

Incens'd With Indignation Satan Stood Unterrify'd, And Like A Comet Burn'd That Fires The Length Of Ophiuchus Huge In Th' Arctic Sky, And From His Horrid Hair Shakes Pestilence And War.

Angels Contented With Their Face In Heaven, Seek Not The Praise Of Men.

What Wisdom Can There Be To Choose, What Continence To Forbear Without The Knowledge Of Evil? He That Can Apprehend And Consider Vice With All Her Baits And Seeming Pleasures, And Yet Abstain, And Yet Distinguish, And Yet Prefer That Which Is Truly Better, He Is The True Wayfaring Christian.

Subdue By Force, Who Reason For Their Law Refuse, Right Reason For Their Law.