We take nothing to the grave with us, but a good or evil conscience... It is true, terrors of conscience cast us down; and yet without terrors of conscience we cannot be raised up again.
Millions of hells of sinners cannot come near to exhaust infinite grace.
When I am in the cellar of affliction, I look for the Lord's choicest wines.
I shall think it mercy to my soul, if my faith shall out-watch all this winter-night, and not nod or slumber, till my Lord's summer-day dawn upon me.
Grace tried is better than grace, and more than grace; it is glory in its infancy.
See that you buy the field where the Pearl is; sell all, and make a purchase of salvation. Think it not easy: for it is a steep ascent to eternal glory: many are lying dead by the way, slain with security.
After winter comes the summer. After night comes the dawn. After every storm, there comes clear, open slies.
Jesus Christ came into my prison cell last night, and every stone flashed like a ruby.
To believe Christ's cross to be a friend, as he himself is a friend, is also a special act of faith.
Oh my debt of praise, how weighty is it, and how far run up Oh that others would lend me to pay, and teach me to praise
Let your children be as so many flowers, borrowed from God. If the flowers die or wither, thank God for a summer loan of them.
My faith has no bed to sleep upon but omnipotence.
Alas, we but chase feathers flying in the air, and tire our own spirits, for the froth and over-gilded clay of a dying life. One sight of what my Lord hath let me see within this short time, is worth a world of worlds.
I desire now to make no more pleas with Christ verily, he hath not put me to a loss by what I suffer he oweth me nothing for in my bonds, how sweet and comfortable have the thoughts of him been to me, wherein I find a sufficient recompense of reward
I have been benefited by praying for others; for by making an errand to God for them I have gotten something for myself.
Come all crosses, welcome, welcome so I may get my heart full of my Lord Jesus.
You will not be carried to Heaven lying at ease upon a feather bed.
Think it not hard if you get not your will, nor your delights in this life; God will have you to rejoice in nothing but himself.
Verily, we know not what an evil it is to indulge ourselves, and to make an idol of our will.
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