A Comely Sight Indeed It Is To

He Who Runs From God In The Morning Will Scarcely Find Him The Rest Of The Day.

I Will Stay In Jail To The End Of My Days Before I Make A Butchery Of My Conscience.

I Will Stay In Prison Till The Moss Grows On My Eye Lids Rather Than Disobey God.

Look How Fears Have Presented Themselves, So Have Supports And Encouragements; Yea, When I Have Started, Even As It Were At Nothing Else But My Shadow, Yet God, As Being Very Tender Of Me, Hath Suffered Me To Be Molested, But Would With One Scripture Or Another, Strengthen Me Against All; Insomuch That I Have Often Said, Were It Awful, I Could Pray For Greater Trouble, For The Greater Comfort's Sake.

Fear, Lest, By Forgetting What You Are By Nature, You Also Forget The Need That You Have Of Continual Pardon, Support, And Supplies From The Spirit Of Grace, And So Grow Proud Of Your Own Abilities, Or Of What You Have Received From God.