Coarseness and clumsiness mar all the works of men.

I am sick when I look at man, and his wisdom, and his doings, and am relieved only by reflecting that we have a city whose builder and maker is God.

The least of _His_ works is refreshing to look at.

A dried leaf or a straw makes me feel myself in good company.
Complacency and admiration take the place of disgust." On the 24th of February he finished his Persian New Testament, and in six weeks more his translation of the Psalms.

His residence in Persia had lasted just a year, and, though direct missionary work had not been possible to him there, he had certainly inspired his coadjutor, Mirza Seid Ali, with a much higher morality and with something very like faith.
On one of the last days before his leaving Shiraz, Seid Ali said seriously, "Though a man had no other religious society, I suppose he might, with the aid of the Bible, live alone with God." It was to this solitude that Martyn left him, not attempting apparently to induce him to give up anything for the sake of embracing Christianity.