Death Aims With Fouler Spiteat Fairer Marks.

Nor Fire, Nor Rocks, Can Stop Our Furious Minds, Nor Waves, Nor Winds.

Wickedness Is Its Own Punishment.

Flatter Not Thyself In Thy Faith To God, If Thou Wantest Charity For Thy Neighbor; And Think Not Thou Halt Charity For Thy Neighbor, If Thou Wantest Faith To God; Where They Are Not Both Together, They Are Both Wanting; They Are Both Dead, If Once Divided.

No Labor Is Hard, No Time Is Long, Wherein The Glory Of Eternity Is The Mark We Level At.

God Is Alpha And Omega In The Great World: Endeavor To Make Him So In The Little World; Make Him Thy Evening Epilogue And Thy Morning Prologue; Practice To Make Him Thy Last Thought At Night When Thou Sleepest, And Thy First Thought In The Morning When Thou Awakest; So Shall Thy Fancy Be Sanctified In The Night, And Thy Understanding Rectified In The Day; So Shall Thy Rest Be Peaceful, Thy Labors Prosperous, Thy Life Pious, And Thy Death Glorious.