Nature can offer no balm fit for soul cure. Healing from duty and not from Christ is the most desperate disease. Poor ragged nature with all its highest improvements can never spin a garment fine enough without spot to cover the soul's nakedness. Nothing can fit the soul for that use, but Christ's perfect righteousness. Thomas Wilcox.

Oh Lord, You have been very patient with me. Many have been my provocations. Many have been Your chastisements, but Your strokes are fewer than my crimes and lighter than my guilt. You have not dealt with me after my sins, nor rewarded me according to my iniquities. Blessed be Your name. Amen. Charles Spurgeon.