This little book has been written for your success in the divine life. We have hoped and prayed for your well being in the grace of God; but unless you are dead to self our prayers are but in vain. Oh, the beauties and the blessings and the rich glories, and happiness and usefulness for you in life, if you are fully possessed with life of God! Be dead indeed to self, and let God live in you to his praise. LOVE NOT THE WORLD. If you value your success in the Christian life, keep a wide gulf between you and this world. By the expression _the world_ I mean its amusements, its revelry, its praise, its fashions, its society, its spirit. The present-day amusements or entertainments offered by secret orders and sects and by others are very destructive to spiritual life. Unless you are willing to walk alone with Jesus and let the blessedness of his companionship suffice for you, you had as well quit the race now. Mingle with worldly people, only to tell them of God's love. To love and enjoy the society of the world is to have a heart destitute of grace. Therefore keep away from the world. Beware of it. It is a bitter foe to grace. It is an enemy to God; and if you befriend it, you make yourself an enemy to God. "Whosoever is a friend to the world is an enemy to God," so says the Bible. To be a friend to the world is to help it along in any sense--to encourage its spirit; to add to its pleasures, to its levity, its fashion, its foolishness; or to abet it in any way. You go into the world, only for the purpose of saving people from the world, and thus you are the world's enemy; and so you must continue to be, or miss heaven. HAVE A CARE. The world has many gaudy wings-- Have a care! She flits among the flow'rs and sings-- Many a snare. Beware Of the hidden poisonous stings. Earth's pleasures are a golden cup-- Have a care! She bids you take one little sup-- Many a snare. Beware Of the hidden sting in the cup. Earth's riches have a charm most rare-- Have a care! She bids you seek a goodly share-- Many a snare. Beware-- She will sting with many a care. Vain worldly fame's a painted flow'r-- Have a care! She dwells in an enchanted bow'r-- Many a snare. Beware-- She'll chide you in an evil hour. The world is but an empty show-- Have a care! Of true joys a dangerous foe-- Many a snare. Beware-- Her greatest gain's oft deepest woe. AFFINITIES.