No Pen, No Words, No

It Is The Lord's Kindness That He Will Take The Scum Off Us In The Fire. Who Know How Needful Winnowing Is To Us And What Dross We Have Before We Enter The Kingdom Of God? So Narrow Is The Entry To Heaven That Our Knots, Lumps Of Pride, Self-love, Idol-love, And World-love Must Be Hammered Off Us, That We May Stoop Low And Creep Through Into That Narrow Entry.

Christ Has No Velvet Crosses.

I Had But One Joy, The Apple Of The Eye Of My Delights , To Preach Christ My Lord

Since He Looked Upon Me My Heart Is Not My Own. He Hath Runaway To Heaven With It.

If Ye Never Had A Sick Night And A Pained Soul For Sin, Ye Have Not Yet Lighted Upon Christ.