There is no reward from God to those who seek it from men.
However little we may be, if we are the Lord's, we may rejoice that we are preserved in Christ Jesus.
The Lord gets his best soldiers out of the highlands of affliction.
Prayer is doubts destroyer, ruin's remedy, the antidote to all anxieties.
Lord, save all the elect, and then elect some more.
The highest honor that God can confer upon his children is the blood-red crown of martyrdom. The jewels of a Christian are his afflictions. The regalia of the kings that God has made, are their troubles, their sorrows, and their griefs. Griefs exalt us, and troubles lift us.