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The Best Advice I Can Give You: Look Unto Jesus, Beholding His Beauty In The Written Word.

Assurance Grows By Repeated Conflict, By Our Repeated Experimental Proof Of The Lord's Power And Goodness To Save; When We Have Been Brought Very Low And Helped, Sorely Wounded And Healed, Cast Down And Raised Again, Have Given Up All Hope, And Been Suddenly Snatched From Danger, And Placed In Safety; And When These Things Have Been Repeated To Us And In Us A Thousand Times Over, We Begin To Learn To Trust Simply To The Word And Power Of God, Beyond And Against Appearances: And This Trust, When Habitual And Strong, Bears The Name Of Assurance; For Even Assurance Has Degrees.

How Sweet The Name Of Jesus... The Rock On Which I Build, My Shield And Hiding Place, My Never Failing Treasury, Filled With Boundless Stores Of Grace.

We Can Easily Manage If We Will Only Take, Each Day, The Burden Appointed To It. But The Load Will Be Too Heavy For Us If We Carry Yesterday's Burden Over Again Today, And Then Add The Burden Of The Morrow Before We Are Required To Bear It.

Not Only The Guilt, But The Love Of Sin, And Its Dominion, Are Taken Away, Subdued By Grace, And Cordially Renounced By The Believing Pardoned Sinner.