As the musician straineth his strings, and yet he breaketh none of them, but maketh thereby a sweeter melody and better concord; so God, through affliction makes His own better unto the fruition and enjoying of the life to come. — Daniel Cawdry Copy Share Image
As the musician straineth his strings, and yet he breaketh none of them, but maketh thereby a sweeter melody and better concord; so God,… — Daniel Cawdry Copy Share Image
As pills that are outwardly fair, gilt, and rolled in sugar, but within are full of bitterness, even so lustful pleasure is no sooner… — Daniel Cawdry Copy Share Image
The law showeth unto us our sins, and maketh known unto us our miserable estate and wretchedness, and how that there is nothing good… — Daniel Cawdry Copy Share Image
