Oh my brethren, Bold hearted men are always called mean-spirited by cowards!

All earthly suns have their spots: the fair world itself has its wilderness. We cannot love the whole of most lovely things: but Christ Jesus is gold without alloy-light without darkness- glory without cloud. 'Yea, He is altogether lovely.'

Death is no punishment to the believer: it is the gate of endless joy.

Has there not been, sometimes, this temptation to do a great deal for Christ, but not to live a great deal with Christ?

This is faith, receiving the truth of Christ; first knowing it to be true, and then acting upon that belief.

This depression comes over me whenever the Lord is preparing a larger blessing for my ministry; the cloud is black before it breaks, and overshadows before it yields its deluge of mercy. Depression has now become to me as a prophet in rough clothing, a John the Baptist, heralding the nearer coming of my Lord's richer benison

However little we may be, if we are the Lord's, we may rejoice that we are preserved in Christ Jesus.