The Christian Is Bred By The Word,

Godliness Is The Child Of Truth, And It Must Be Nursed By Its Own Mother.

Compare Not Thyself With Those That Have Less Than Thyself, But Look On Those That Have Far Exceeded Thee.

Truly, Hope Is The Saint's Covering, Wherein He Wraps Himself, When He Lays His Body Down To Sleep In The Grave: "my Flesh," Saith David, "shall Rest In Hope."

Pride Of Gifts Robs Us Of God's Blessing In The Use Of Them.

Godliness, As Well As The Doctrine Of Our Faith, Is A Mystery.