Ib. p. 194.

If any one’s head or tongue should grow apace, and all the rest stand at a stay, it would certainly make him a monster; and they are no other that are knowing and discovering Christians, and grow daily in that, but not at all in holiness of heart and life, which is the proper growth of the children of God.

Father in heaven, have mercy on me!  Christ, Lamb of God, have mercy on me!  Save me, Lord, or I perish!  Alas!  I am perishing.

Ib. p. 200.

A well-furnished table may please a man, while he hath health and appetite; but offer it to him in the height of a fever, how unpleasant it would be then!  Though never so richly decked, it is then not only useless, but hateful to him.  But the kindness and love of God is then as seasonable and refreshing to him, as in health, and possibly more.

To the regenerate;—­but to the conscious sinner a source of terrors insupportable.

Ib. p. 211.

These things hold likewise in the other stones of this building, chosen before time:  all that should be of this building are fore-ordained in God’s purpose, all written in that book beforehand, and then in due time they are chosen, by actual calling, according to that purpose, hewed out and severed by God’s own hand from the quarry of corrupt nature;—­dead stones in themselves, as the rest, but made living by his bringing them to Christ, and so made truly precious’, and accounted precious by him that hath made them so.

Though this is not only true, but a most important truth, it would yet have been well to have obviated the apparent carnal consequences.

Ib. p. 216.

All sacrifice is not taken away; but it is changed from the offering of those things formerly in use, to spiritual sacrifices.  Now these are every way preferable; they are easier and cheaper to us, and yet more precious and acceptable to God.

Still understand,—­to the regenerate.  To others, they are not only not easy and cheap, but unpurchaseable and impossible too.  O God have mercy upon me!

Ib. p. 229.

Though I be beset on all hands, be accused by the Law, and mine own conscience, and by Satan, and have nothing to answer for myself; yet here I will stay, for I am sure in him there is salvation, and no where else.

“Here I will stay.”  But alas! the poor sinner has forfeited the powers of willing; miserable wishing is all he can command.  O, the dreadful injury of an irreligious education!  To be taught our prayers, and the awful truths of religion, in the same tone in which we are taught the Latin Grammar,—­and too often inspiring the same sensations of weariness and disgust!

Vol.  II. p. 242.