Be Of Good Cheer, Jesus Christ Maketh

There Is No Way To Kill A Man's Righteousness But By His Own Consent.

Who Would True Valour See, Let Him Come Hither; One Here Will Constant Be, Come Wind, Come Weather There’s No Discouragement Shall Make Him Once Relent His First Avowed Intent To Be A Pilgrim.

I Come From The Town Of Stupidity; It Lieth About Four Degrees Beyond The City Of Destruction.

He That Forgets His Friend Is Ungrateful To Him; But He That Forgets His Saviour Is Unmerciful To Himself.

Conversion Is Not The Smooth, Easy-going Process Some Men Seem To Think... It Is Wounding Work, This Breaking Of The Hearts, But Without Wounding There Is No Saving... Where There Is Grafting There Will Always Be A Cutting, The Graft Must Be Let In With A Wound; To Stick It Onto The Outside Or To Tie It On With A String Would Be Of No Use. Heart Must Be Set To Heart And Back To Back Or There Will Be No Sap From Root To Branch. And This, I Say, Must Be Done By A Wound, By A Cut.