To Grieve Over Sin Is One Thing,

To Believe Is To Be Happy; To Doubt Is To Be Wretched. To Believe Is To Be Strong. Doubt Cramps Energy. Belief Is Power. Only So Far As A Man Believes Strongly, Mightily, Can He Act Cheerfully, Or Do Any Thing That Is Worth The Doing.

There Is A Grand Fearlessness In Faith. He Who In His Heart Of Hearts Reverences The Good, The True, The Holy--that Is, Reverences God--does Not Tremble At The Apparent Success Of Attacks Upon The Outworks Of Faith. They May Shake Those Who Rest On Those Outworks--they Do Not Move Him Whose Soul Reposes On The Truth Itself. He Needs No Prop Or Crutches To Support His Faith. Founded On A Rock, Faith Can Afford To Gaze Undismayed At The Approaches Of Infidelity.

The Divine Wisdom Has Given Us Prayer, Not As A Means Whereby To Obtain The Good Things Of Earth, But As A Means Whereby We Learn To Do Without Them; Not As A Means Whereby We Escape Evil, But As A Means Whereby We Become Strong To Meet It.

Earth Has Not A Spectacle More Glorious Or More Fair To Show Than This Love Tolerating Intolerance; Charity Covering, As With A Vail, Even The Sin Of The Lack Of Charity.

It Is Not By Change Of Circumstances, But By Fitting Our Spirits To The Circumstances In Which God Has Placed Us, That We Can Be Reconciled To Life And Duty.