Wherefore, Though The Christian, As A Christian,

There Hath Not One Tear Dropped From Thy Tender Eye Against Thy Lusts, The Love Of This World, Or For More Communion With Jesus Christ, But As It Is Now In The Bottle Of God.

Without The Spirit Man Is So Infirm That He Cannot, With All Other Means Whatsoever, Be Enabled To Think One Right Saving Thought Of God, Of Christ, Or Of His Blessed Things.

It Beareth The Name Of Vanity Fair, Because The Town Where 't Is Kept Is Lighter Than Vanity.

I Will Stay In Prison Till The Moss Grows On My Eye Lids Rather Than Disobey God.

Christian, Let God's Distinguishing Love To You Be A Motive To You To Fear Him Greatly. He Has Put His Fear In Your Heart, And May Not Have Given That Blessing To Your Neighbor, Perhaps Not To Your Husband, Your Wife, Your Child, Or Your Parent. Oh, What An Obligation Should This Thought Lay Upon Your Heart To Greatly Fear The Lord! Remember Also That This Fear Of The Lord Is His Treasure, A Choice Jewel, Given Only To Favorites, And To Those Who Are Greatly Beloved.