Satan trembles when he sees the weakest saint upon their knees.

To follow foolish precedents, and wink With both our eyes, is easier than to think.

I have a kitten,the drollest of all creatures that ever wore a cat's skin.

Then liberty, like day, Breaks on the soul, and by a flash from Heaven Fires all the faculties with glorious joy.

There is in souls a sympathy with sounds: And as the mind is pitch'd the ear is pleased With melting airs, or martial, brisk or grave; Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies.

Lord, it is my chief complaint, That my love is weak and faint; Yet I love thee and adore, Oh for grace to love thee more!

Where thou art gone, adieus and farewells are a sound unknown.