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Satan's tether! Love at first sight! They are mere muck-worms! According to their various needs
A monster in the church of God! Deaf & dumb? Transformed into His likeness The sovereignty of God
Only a huge clod of dust Many are called He puts His hand in a mysterious way into the heart How do we receive Jesus?
The hardest thing in the world! It was not the nails nor the spear
If you had a crippled child True prayer A sealed book The eye of God
If I have learned anything Look how sin has ruined your soul Look how sin has ruined your soul 1
Three branches of divine truth They only plunge themselves deeper in the ditch! Grace & glory The secret of super-abounding grace
Loaded dice! Whatever other form self may come What is your heaviest trial? This body of sin & death!
A few grains of error When a man loathes himself Such a deceptive creature The strait & narrow path
The river To be truly saved How do you measure your knowledge of truth? Behold, I am vile
A God who will not be mocked nor trifled with Absolute dependence upon the Lord My grace is sufficient O, what opposition
Two grand lessons That idol, religious self The furnace of affliction Temptation
Lean, barren, dead & unprofitable And is not this a painful operation?
Divine eye-salve Where are they? Mark the contrast! He cannot see, nor know, nor feel
Snares, traps, baits Carnal joy Baubles, toys, passing shadows Glued & fettered
Our cobweb garment of creature righteousness Little else than ignorance & folly! The Sculptor The lusts of the flesh!
My groaning! God's presence! If I wash myself with snow The unceasing conflict
The greatest burden & trial Such a poor, blind, ignorant creature as I A great deal of talk about religion This sacred teaching
Every other object of desire & affection faded away Holy longing & intense desires God will have all the glory! Your greatest sweets
Destitute of vital godliness Our lost, ruined state Inward ornaments A precious, saving experience
O visit me The Word, in the hands of the Spirit Free from its power & influence It is hard work to have our filth removed
A slavery too galling for our proud heart to bear! Romantic expectations of a little earthly paradise?
The first step in the divine life The Christian's conscience They were out of their minds! How different might it have been with us!
Man's ways & God's ways A desperately wicked old man Five particular points connected with sin We can never understand what redemption is
A snare, a mockery & a delusion Bosom idols A mother sin Believing a few doctrines
He will turn again Strangers & pilgrims Our religious works All these slips & falls
A Pharisaical, self-righteous spirit What a dreadful explosion there would be! There may be true grace in the heart
A paradox & an apparent contradiction We have to fight A sanctifying influence We are troubled on every side
Some of the privileges of Son-ship A heavenly religion We are not to set our affections on them Defiled, loathsome & abominable
No condemnation Sin will lurk & work What has enabled you to continue up to this day? No reconciliation or regeneration in the grave
O how cruel! My grace is sufficient
Shall we then go back Only two grand classes We need a high priest The consequences of death
Give! Give! Holy longings & spiritual breathings The scale! When Jesus manifests Himself to the soul
What grace! There is no purgatory A miracle of grace Strength in the time of trouble
What would have been our gloomy case The great strength of sin A sound mind The soul melts at the sight!
Seducers & corrupters Up from the wilderness Who is this? Heavenly wisdom
They love to be deceived Opened up in all its filth & gore The infirmities of Christian brethren Anticipate no easy road
The influence of worldly professors Dying men & women in a dying world They must exert a daily & visible influence Only Jesus can
The creature Our base ingratitude Where sin abounded This secret anointing oil
The exceeding greatness of His power What a creature man is!
I am full of confusion! My inward diabolism The afflictions the Lord sends on His people Who are these men?
The highest privilege A pilgrim & a stranger They have done you good God's divine appointment
Merit? Applied with a divine power to the heart If we deny Him A continual snare to us
Comfort your hearts The hypocrite's hope Going to heaven? It was sovereign grace
Know nothing, have nothing, be nothing There are many idols in the heart With hell are we at agreement The joy of his heart & the theme of his tongue
Be merciful to me Pity & power God's teachings Nothing but the power of God
O how cruelly has sin reigned in the heart of man One of the greatest troubles a child of God can have Wherever we go, wherever we turn our eyes Every fresh discovery of our vile nature
Only one hand can ease the trouble Feeding upon this vile garbage? And why? Promises
Oh that I knew where I might find Him! What Job wanted
A man's greatest & worst enemy Screwed into him by an Almighty hand The furnace of affliction The nominal professor of religion
What is vital godliness? Backsliding. By the fall Divine light
It levels this idol prostrate in the dust This internal warfare Where else can I hide? Take the lid off the boiling pot
Sail down the stream of a dead profession Have you ever felt the love of God in your souls? That eternal line which separates Dipped in love
Rods of different sizes Fleeting, fluctuating opinions of worms The two characters in the temple The road to heaven
Temptation When I am weak A time to weep A time to mourn
Bought with a price Labouring under temptations What does God see in you? He cannot find real pleasure in the world
Objects of undeserved love Humility. Godly fear Conversion
Salvation consists of three parts Salvation as an internal reality
This ceaseless conflict What mysterious arithmetic! The height of Christian maturity Our coward flesh shrinks from the flame
The discovery of what we are They shall walk and not faint Wait The soaring soul
He knows what is best for you! Great barriers to receiving Christ The cause of all our misery The authors of our own misery
The religious professor We do not know what is to come The only true commentator We may see so much evil in ourselves
The secret of all preaching Life is fast passing away What a debt of gratitude Allow it to embrace you
What a mine of heavenly instruction! True prayer Throw it into the river! So dreadful, so hateful & abhorrent
I admire and love the grace of God In a lame state Born blind? Such a sight
When the blessed Spirit takes us in hand Happy. Which would you rather be? The grand delusion of our day
The God of all grace The fruits of suffering
That is idolatry, damnable idolatry! You cannot carry your own burdens He will subdue our iniquities Why is flesh so weak?
The black cloud of our vileness How does the Lord humble? The steep hill A more blessed appetite
The first spot The regenerating operations of the Holy Spirit A transforming effect The path may be rough
Indispensably necessary The least religion of their own What vain toys The evils of their heart
The race! A divine power in my soul? Often sinking, often shaken, often cast down He showers them in rich profusion
Those who followed Him That one sin What! When God looks upon His elect
God's purpose Not a grain! Not an atom! When, where & to whom it shall come Painful vicissitudes & changes
A thousand different shapes & colours Brain religion The road to heaven Until we view eternal purity
Your paradise A poor bruised reed
In the sweetest cup of the ungodly A solitary way Hopeless, helpless, house-less, refuge-less The prospect of eternal glory
The eye of God A perfect saint Scanderbeg's sword Love to Christ
A living Saviour Slaves He abhors that cruel tyrant What a wonder of wonders!
Heaven will make amends for all! Time of trouble Mere 'professors' of religion When He removes our rotten props
Obeyed & lived Pilgrims & strangers on this earthly ball The same Jesus One drop of solid joy
Until our eyes are divinely opened When I am weak What we were The ultimatum of gospel obedience
To starve them in a waste-howling wilderness Whatever you may have in this world How shall they reach the heavenly shore? Then they have done you good
God does not argue His effectual instrument O my soul His omnipotent power can execute
Entangled Sweet spirituality of mind
Friendly enemies A fleshly religion Madly enamoured with his own righteousness This work of grace
What a pretty looking thing! The spider & the fly Growth in grace A damnable thing
Keep me from evil A blessing indeed What makes them cry? The believer's path