Prayer Flies Where The Eagle Never Flew.

The More The Diamond Is Cut The Brighter It Sparkles; And In What Seems Hard Dealing, There God Has No End In View But To Perfect His People.

You Are So To Put Forth The Power That God Has Given You; You Are So To Give, And Sacrifice To Give, As To Earn The Eulogium Pronounced On The Woman, "she Hath Done What She Could." Do It Now. It Is Not A Safe Thing To Leave A Generous Feeling To The Cooling Influences Of A Cold World. If You Intend To Do A Mean Thing, Wait Till Tomorrow; If You Are To Do A Noble Thing, Do It Now,--now!

Sin! Sin! Thou Art A Hateful And Horrible Thing, That Abominable Thing Which God Hates. And What Wonder? Thou Hast Insulted His Holy Majesty; Thou Hast Bereaved Him Of Beloved Children; Thou Hast Crucified The Son Of His Infinite Love; Thou Hast Vexed His Gracious Spirit; Thou Hast Defied His Power; Thou Hast Despised His Grace; And In The Body And Blood Of Jesus, As If That Were A Common Thing, Thou Hast Trodden Under Foot His Matchless Mercy. Surely, Brethren, The Wonder Of Wonders Is, That Sin Is Not That Abominable Thing Which We Also Hate.

Lord, What Wilt Thou Have Me To Do?

The Finest Flowers Of Genius Have Grown In An Atmosphere Where Those Of Nature Are Prone To Droop, And Difficult To Bring To Maturity.