If we cannot believe God when circumstances seem be against us, we do not believe Him at all.

He casts our sins behind His back, He blots them out; He says that though they be sought for, they shall not be found.

Prayer gives a channel to the pent-up sorrows of the soul, they flow away, and in their stead streams of sacred delight pour into the heart.

Some ministers would make good martyrs: they are so dry they would burn well.

The friend of God must not spend a day without God, and he must undertake no work apart from his God.

When we ask of the Lord coolly, and not fervently, we do as it were, stop His hand, and restrain Him from giving us the very blessing we "pretend" that we are seeking.

When I thought God was hard, I found it easy to sin; but when I found God so kind, so good, so overflowing with compassion, I smote upon my breast to think that I could ever have rebelled against One who loved me so, and sought my good.