O sin, how you paint your face! how you flatter us poor mortals on to death! You never appear to the sinner in your true character; you make fair promises, but you never fulfil one; your tongue is smoother than oil, but the poison of asps is under your lip!
Hosea BallouIf gratitude is due from children to their earthly parent, how much more is the gratitude of the great family of men due to our father in heaven.
Hosea BallouHow can there be pride in a contrite heart? Humility is the earliest fruit of religion.
Hosea Ballou