How Imperfect Is All Our

All Occasions Invite His Mercies, And All Times Are His Seasons.

The Distance From Nothing To A Little, Is Ten Thousand Times More, Than From It To The Highest Degree In This Life.

I Shall Not Live 'till I See God; And When I Have Seen Him, I Shall Never Die.

Old Grandsires Talk Of Yesterday With Sorrow, And For Our Children We Reserve Tomorrow.

The Rich Have No More Of The Kingdom Of Heaven Than They Have Purchased Of The Poor By Their Alms.