For Satan always finds some mischief still for idle hands to do.

Order my footsteps by Thy Word and make my heart sincere; let sin have no dominion, Lord, but keep my conscience clear.

Though reading and conversation may furnish us with many ideas of men and things, yet it is our own meditation must form our judgment.

For Satan always finds some mischief still for idle hands to do.

To prevent and suppress rising resentment is wise and glorious, is manly and divine.

Logic helps us to strip off the outward disguise of things, and to behold and judge of them in their own nature.

Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small: Love so amazing, so divine Demands my soul, my life, my all.