There Are Only Two Days On My

We Ought Not To Criticize, Explain, Or Judge The Scriptures By Our Mere Reason, But Diligently, With Prayer, Meditate Thereon, And Seek Their Meaning.

When I Am Assailed With Heavy Tribulations, I Rush Out Among My Pigs Rather Than Remain Alone By Myself. The Human Heart Is Like A Millstone In A Mill: When You Put Wheat Under It, It Turns And Grinds And Bruises The Wheat To Flour; If You Put No Wheat, It Still Grinds On, But Then 'tis Itself It Grinds And Wears Away. So The Human Heart, Unless It Be Occupied With Some Employment, Leaves Space For The Devil, Who Wriggles Himself In And Brings With Him A Whole Host Of Evil Thoughts, Temptations, And Tribulations, Which Grind Out The Heart.

One Book Is Enough, But A Thousand Books Is Not Too Many!

Either Sin Is With You, Lying On Your Shoulders, Or It Is Lying On Christ, The Lamb Of God.

I Have So Much To Do Today That I Must Set Apart More Time Than Usual To Pray.