With the magnificence of eternity before us, let time, with all its fluctuations, dwindle into its own littleness. - Thomas Chalmers

I feel my disease, and I feel that my want of alarm and lively affecting conviction forms its most obstinate ingredient; I try to stir up the emotion, and feel myself harassed and distressed at the impotency of my own meditations. But why linger without the threshold in the face of a warm and urgent invitation? "Come unto me." Do not think it is your office to heal one part of the disease, and Christ's to heal the remainder.

This character wherewith we sink into the grave at death is the very character wherewith we shall reappear at the resurrection.

O God, impress upon me the value of time, and give regulation to all my thoughts and to all my movements.