Thou Art Beaten That Thou Mayest Be

The Heart, When Broken, Is Like Sweet Gums And Spices When Beaten; For As Such Cast Their Fragrant Scent Into The Nostrils Of Men, So The Heart, When Broken, Casts Its Sweet Smell Into The Nostrils Of God.

We Know Not The Matter Of The Things For Which We Should Pray, Neither The Object To Whom We Pray, Nor The Medium By Or Through Whom We Pray; None Of These Things Know We, But By The Help And Assistance Of The Spirit.

It Is Easier Going Out Of The Way When We Are In, Than Going In When We Are Out.

And, Indeed, This Is One Of The Greatest Mysteries In The World; Namely, That A Righteousness That Resides In Heaven Should Justify Me, A Sinner On Earth!

Therefore If Mine Enemy Hunger, Let Me Feed Him; If He Thirst, Let Me Give Him Drink. Now In Order To Do This, (1) We Must See Good In That, In Which Other Men Can See None. (2) We Must Pass By Those Injuries That Other Men Would Revenge. (3) We Must Show We Have Grace, And That We Are Made To Bear What Other Men Are Not Acquainted With. (4) Many Of Our Graces Are Kept Alive, By Those Very Things That Are The Death Of Other Men's Souls.... The Devil, (they Say) Is Good When He Is Pleased; But Christ And His Saints, When Displeased.