I bless the Lord that all our troubles come through Christ's fingers, and that He casteth sugar among them and casteth in some ounce withts of heaven and of the spirit of glory in our cup.

Faint not; the miles to heaven are but few and short.

Believe God's love and power more than you believe your own feelings and experiences. Your rock is Christ, and it is not the rock that ebbs and flows but the sea.

Grace will ever speak for itself and be fruitful in well-doing; the sanctified, cross is a fruitful tree.

Make not Christ a liar in distrusting His promise.

Through many afflictions we must enter into the kingdom of God ... It is folly to think to steal to heaven with a whole skin.

I see Christ's love is so kingly, that it will not abide a marrow it must have a throne all alone in the soul.