Let your thoughts be psalms, your prayers incense, and your breath praise.

There is a sweet joy that comes to us through sorrow.

No scene in sacred history ever gladdens the soul like the scene on Calvary. Nowhere does the soul find such consolation as on that very spot where misery reigned, where woe triumphed, where agony reached its climax.

We are all at times unconscious prophets.

We ought not to tolerate for a minute the ghastly and grievous thought that God will not answer prayer.

If we do wrong and no harm comes of it, we are not thereby justified. If we did evil and good came of it, the evil would be just as evil. It is not the result of the action, but the action itself which God weighs.

Fear to fear. Be afraid to be afraid. Your worst enemy is within your own bosom. Get to your knees and cry for help, and then rise up saying, 'I will trust, and not be afraid.'