There Is Nothing That Will Make You

We Are As Near To Heaven As We Are Far From Self, And Far From The Love Of A Sinful World.

Oh Thrice Fools Are We Who Like New-born Princes Weeping In The Cradle Know Not That There Is A Kingdom Before Them Then Let Our Lord's Sweet Hand Square Us And Hammer Us And Strike Off The Knots Of Pride Self-love And World-worship And Infidelity That He May Make Us Stones And Pillars In His Father's House.

Howbeit Your Faith Seeth But The Black Side Of Providence, Yet It Hath A Better Side, And God Shall Let You See It. ... “for We Know That All Things Work Together For Good To Them That Love God,” Ergo, Shipwreck, Losses, &c., Work Together For The Good Of Them That Love God: Hence I Infer, That Losses, Disappointments, Ill Tongues, Loss Of Friends, Houses, Or Country, Are God's Workmen, Set On Work To Work Out Good To You, Out Of Everything That Befalleth You.

The Hope Of Heaven Under Troubles Is Like Wind And Sails To The Soul.

When I Look To My Guiltiness, I See That My Salvation Is One Of Our Saviour's Greatest Miracles, Either In Heaven Or Earth.