How strange this fear of death is! We are never frightened at a sunset.
Fear is faithlessness.
The possession of wealth is, as it were, prepayment, and involves an obligation of honor to the doing of correspondent work.
Afflictions are but the shadows of God's wings.
Anything big enough to occupy our minds is big enough to hang a prayer on.
There is no inborn longing that shall not be fulfilled. I think that is as certain as the forgiveness of sins.