How is it, Lord, that we are cowards in everything save in opposing thee?
After you die, you wear what you are.
The hour I have long wished for is now come.
Prayer is a friendly conversation with the One we know loves us.
How friendly all men would be one with another, if no regard were paid to honour and money! I believe it would be a remedy for everything.
To wish to act like angels while we are still in this world is nothing but folly.