To Turn Water Into Wine, And What

That Friend, Given To You By Circumstances Over Which You Have Not Control, Was God's Own Gift.

This World Is Given As The Prize For The Men In Earnest; And That Which Is True Of This World, Is Truer Still Of The World To Come.

It Is Not In Understanding A Set Of Doctrines; Not In Outward Comprehension Of The "scheme Of Salvation," That Rest And Peace Are To Be Found, But In Taking Up, In All Lowliness And Meekness, The Yoke Of The Lord Jesus Christ.

A Heart Renewed--a Loving Heart--a Penitent And Humble Heart--a Heart Broken And Contrite, Purified By Love--that And Only That Is The Rest Of Men. Spotlessness May Do For Angels, Repentance Unto Life Is The Highest That Belongs To Man.

I Read Hard, Or Not At All; Never Skimming, Never Turning Aside To Merely Inciting Books; And Plato, Aristotle, Butler, Thucydides, Sterne, Jonathan Edwards, Have Passed Like The Iron Atoms Of The Blood Into My Mental Constitution.