Gospel ministers should not only be like dials on watches, or mile-stones upon the road, but like clocks and larums, to sound the alarm to sinners. Aaron wore bells as well as pomegranates, and the prophets were commanded to lift… — Joseph Hall Copy Share Image
Our body is a well-set clock, which keeps good time, but if it be too much or indiscreetly tampered with, the alarm runs out before the hour. — Joseph Hall Copy Share Image
A reputation once broken may possibly be repaired, but the world will always keep their eyes on the spot where the crack was. — Joseph Hall Copy Share
And, if I were so low that I accounted myself the worst of all, yet some would account themselves in worse case. — Joseph Hall Copy Share
Words are as they are taken, and things are as they are used. There are even cursed blessings. — Joseph Hall Copy Share
We must first pray, that God would make us wise; before we can wish, he would make us happy. — Joseph Hall Copy Share
I account this body nothing but a close prison to my soul; and the earth a larger prison to my body. I may not… — Joseph Hall Copy Share
Satan would seem to be mannerly and reasonable; making as if he would be content with one-half of the heart, whereas God challengeth all… — Joseph Hall Copy Share
It is not the bee's touching on the flowers that gathers the honey, but her abiding for a time upon them, and drawing out… — Joseph Hall Copy Share
Mark in what order: first, our calling; then, our election; not beginning with our election first. By our calling, arguing our election. — Joseph Hall Copy Share
Fools measure actions, after they are done, by the event; wise men beforehand, by the rules of reason and right. The former look to… — Joseph Hall Copy Share
Earthly greatness is a nice thing, and requires so much chariness in the managing, as the contentment of it cannot requite. — Joseph Hall Copy Share
The ear and the eye are the mind's receivers; but the tongue is only busy in expending the treasures received. It, therefore, the revenues… — Joseph Hall Copy Share
What fools are we, to be besotted with the love of our own trouble, and to hate our liberty and rest! — Joseph Hall Copy Share
