Pride And Vanity Have Built

Ashamed Of The Many Frailties They Feel Within, All Men Endeavor To Hide Themselves, Their Ugly Nakedness, From Each Other, And Wrapping Up The True Motives Of Their Hearts In The Specious Cloak Of Sociableness, And Their Concern For The Public Good, They Are In Hopes Of Concealing Their Filthy Appetites And The Deformity Of Their Desires.

One Good Man May Take Another's Word, If They So Agree, But A Whole Nation Ought Never To Trust To Any Honesty, But What Is Built Upon Necessity; For Unhappy Is The People, And Their Constitution Will Be Ever Precarious, Whose Welfare Must Depend Upon The Virtues And Consciences Of Ministers And Politicians.

Ye Children Of Promise Who Are Awaiting Your Call To Glory, Take Possession Of The Inheritance That Now Is Yours. By Faith Take The Promises. Live Upon Them, Not Upon Emotions. Remember, Feeling Is Not Faith. Faith Grasps And Clings To The Promises. Faith Says, "i Am Certain, Not Because Feeling Testifies To It, But Because God Says It.

The First Rudiments Of Morality, Broach'd By Skilful Politicians, To Render Men Useful To Each Other As Well As Tractable, Were Chiefly Contrived That The Ambitious Might Reap The More Benefit From, And Govern Vast Numbers Of Them With The Greater Ease And Security.

If Laying Aside All Worldly Greatness And Vain-glory, I Should Be Ask'd Where I Thought It Was Most Probable That Men Might Enjoy True Happiness, I Would Prefer A Small Peaceable Society, In Which Men, Neither Envy'd Nor Esteem'd By Neighbours, Should Be Contented To Live Upon The Natural Product Of The Spot They Inhabit, To A Vast Multitude Abounding In Wealth And Power, That Should Always Be Conquering Others By Their Arms Abroad, And Debauching Themselves By Foreign Luxury At Home.