How or by what magic is it, that we convey our thoughts to one another with such case and accuracy?
Now let me burn out for God.
I have rightfully no other business each day but to do God's work as a servant, constantly regarding His pleasure. May I have grace to live above every human motive, simply with God and to God.
If [God] has work for me to do, I cannot die.
The man who pauses in his honesty wants little of a villain.
I am immortal until God's work for me to do is done. The Lord reigns.