Not all the blood of beasts On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain: But Christ, the heav'nly Lamb, Takes all our sins away, A sacrifice of nobler nam' And richer blood than they.

I have been there, and still would go; 'T is like a little heaven below.

It is not to be expected that we should love God supremely if we have not known him to be more desirable than all other things.

Do not hover always on the surface of things, nor take up suddenly with mere appearances; but penetrate into the depth of matters, as far as your time and circumstances allow, especially in those things which relate to your profession.

There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain.

The child taught to believe any occurrence a good or evil omen, or any day of the week lucky, hath a wide inroad made upon the soundness of his understanding.

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