I have not the particular shining bauble or feather in my cap for crowds to gaze at or kneel to, but I have power and resolution for foes to tremble at.
Who can love to walk in the dark? But providence doth often so dispose.
Our swords are in God's hands, And our faith is in the Lord. Charge!
Subtlety may deceive you; integrity never will.
What is all our histories, but God showing himself, shaking and trampling on everything that he has not planted.
WEEDS AND NETTLES, BRIARS AND THORNS, HAVE THRIVEN UNDER YOUR SHADOW, DISSETTLEMENT AND DIVISION, DISCONTENTMENT AND DISSATISFACTION, TOGETHER WITH REAL DANGERS TO THE WHOLE.