There Wanted Not Some Beams Of Light

Sin Will Be Always Acting, If We Be Not Always Mortifying, We Are Lost Creatures.

If A Man Teach Uprightly And Walk Crookedly, More Will Fall Down In The Night Of His Life Than He Built In The Day Of His Doctrine.

The Choicest Believers, Who Are Assuredly Freed From The Condemning Power Of Sin, Ought Yet To Make It Their Business All Their Days To Mortify The Indwelling Power Of Sin.

It Is Evident That You Contend Against Sin Merely Because Of How It Troubles You.

The Love Of God Is Like Himself – Equal, Constant, Not Capable Of Augmentation Or Diminution; Our Love Is Like Ourselves – Unequal, Increasing, Waning, Growing, Declining. His, Like The Sun, Always The Same In Its Light, Though A Cloud May Sometimes Interpose; Ours, As The Moon, Has Its Enlargements And Straightenings.