Our sins, when laid upon Christ, were yet personally ours, not his; so his righteousness, when put upon us, is yet personally his, not ours.

In all your prayers forget not to thank the Lord for his mercies.

The Author's Way of sending forth his Second Part of the Pilgrim. Some things are of that nature as to make One's fancy chuckle, while his heart doth ache.

One leak will sink a ship: and one sin will destroy a sinner.

I am content with what I have, little be it, or much.

I could not be satisfied unless some fruits did appear in my work.

I preach deliverance to others, I tell them there is freedom, while I hear my own chains clang.