To Those To Whom Christ Is The

The Custom Of Sinning Takes Away The Sense Of It, The Course Of The World Takes Away The Shame Of It.

That Wisdom Which Cannot Teach Me That God Is Love, Shall Ever Pass For Folly.

Unless We Are Thoroughly Convinced That Without Christ We Are Under The Eternal Curse Of God, As The Worst Of His Enemies, We Shall Never Flee To Him For Refuge.

Set Faith At Work On Christ For The Killing Of Thy Sin. His Blood Is The Great Sovereign Remedy For Sin-sick Souls. Live In This, And Thou Wilt Die A Conqueror; Yea, Thou Wilt, Through The Good Providence Of God, Live To See Thy Lust Dead At Thy Feet.

If The Word Does Not Dwell With Power In Us, It Will Not Pass With Power From Us.