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

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

In matters of equity between man and man, our Saviour has taught us to put my neighbor in place of myself, and myself in place of my neighbor.

Thoughts, like old vultures, prey upon their heart-strings

Abandon the secret chamber and the spiritual life will decay.

The stars, that in their courses roll, Have much instruction given; But Thy good Word informs my soul How I may climb to Heaven.

There's no repentance in the grave.