Once More Consider, There Is Nothing, But

A Foolish Physician He Is, And A Most Unfaithful Friend, That Will Let A Sick Man Die For Fear Of Troubling Him; And Cruel Wretches Are We To Our Friends, That Will Rather Suffer Them To Go Quietly To Hell, Then We Will Anger Them, Or Hazard Our Reputation With Them.

Hell Is Paved With Infants Skulls.

When Christ Comes With Regenerating Grace, He Finds No Man Sitting Still, But All Posting To Eternal Ruin, And Making Haste Toward Hell; Till, By Conviction, He First Brings Them To A Stand, And Then, By Conversion, Turn First Their Hearts, And Then Their Lives, Sincerely To Himself.

Is It Not Enough That All The World Is Against Us, But We Must Also Be Against One Another? O Happy Days Of Persecution, Which Drove Us Together In Love, Whom The Sunshine Of Liberty And Prosperity Crumbles Into Dust By Our Contentions!

Will Any Man That Hath Not Lost His Senses, Now Stand Caviling, And Quarrelling, That So Few Should Be Saved, Instead Of Making Sure Of His Own Salvation? The Reason That There Are So Few Is, Because They Will Not Be Saved Upon God's Terms.