The Anger Of A Meek

No Creature Hath The Like Resemblance To The Divine Nature, As Light Hath. He Doth Not Only Dwell In Light, But He Is Light. Light Is A Pure, Bright, Clear, Spiritual, Unmixed Substance. God Is Infinitely So.

Many A Dangerous Temptation Comes To Us In Gay, Fine Colours, That Are But Skin-deep.

Men May Die Like Lambs And Yet Have Their Place Forever With The Goats.

Earth Is Embittered To Us, That Heaven May Be Endeared.

So Great Was The Extremity Of His Pain And Anguish, That He Did Not Only Sigh But Roar.