My World's Both Parts, And

Sleep With Clean Hands, Either Kept Clean All Day By Integrity Or Washed Clean At Night By Repentance.

He Must Pull Out His Own Eyes, And See No Creature, Before He Can Say, He Sees No God; He Must Be No Man, And Quench His Reasonable Soul, Before He Can Say To Himself, There Is No God.

Death, Thou Shalt Die.

How Imperfect Is All Our Knowledge!

Our Critical Day Is Not The Very Day Of Our Death; But The Whole Course Of Our Life.