We Have But One Rule Here, And

If We Do Not Do This Our Churches Will Lighthouses Without Light, Wells Without Water, Dumb Witnesses, Sleeping Watchmen, Silent Trumpets, Messengers Without Tidings, A Comfort For Infidels, Jubilant Joys To The Devil, And An Offense To God.

Death, In Its Silent Sure March Is Fast Gathering Those Whom I Have Longest Loved, So That When He Shall Knock At My Door, I Will More Willingly Follow.

We Poor Sinners Need To Come Back From Our Wanderings To Seek Pardon Through The All-sufficient Merits Of Our Redeemer. And We Need To Pray Earnestly For The Power Of The Holy Spirit To Give Us A Precious Revival In Our Hearts And Among The Unconverted.

There Are Few, I Believe, In This Enlightened Age, Who Will Not Acknowledge That Slavery As An Institution Is A Moral And Political Evil.

I Am As Willing To Serve Now As In The Beginning In Any Capacity And At Any Post Where I Can Do Good. The Lower The Position, The More Suitable To My Ability And The More Agreeable To My Feelings.