Let Thy Hope Of Heaven

Whoever Hath A Seed Time Of Grace Pass Over His Soul, Shall Have His Harvest Time Also Of Joy.

For A Beggar To Live At Court Is Not So Much As The King To Dwell With Him In His Cottage.

In Heaven We Shall Appear, Not In Armour, But In Robes Of Glory. But Here These Are To Be Worn Night And Day; We Must Walk, Work, And Sleep In Them, Or Else We Are Not True Soldiers Of Christ.

Indeed All The Saints Are Taught The Same Lesson - To Renounce Their Own Strength, And Rely On The Power Of God; Their Own Policy, And Cast Themselves On The Wisdom Of God; Their Own Righteousness, And Expect All From The Pure Mercy Of God In Christ, Which Act Of Faith Is So Pleasing To God, That Such A Soul Shall Never Be Ashamed.

God, To Prevent All Escape, Hath Sown The Seeds Of Death In Our Very Constitution And Nature, So That We Can As Soon Run From Ourselves, As Run From Death. We Need No Feller To Come With A Hand Of Violence And Hew Us Down; There Is In The Tree A Worm, Which Grows Out Of Its Own Substance, That Will Destroy It; So In Us, Those Infirmities Of Nature That Will Bring Us Down To The Dust.