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.

I have been benefited by praying for others; for by making an errand to God for them I have gotten something for myself.

I know that, as night and shadows are good for flowers, and moonlight and dews are better than a continual sun, so is Christ's absence of special use, and that it hath some nourishing virtue in it, and giveth sap to humility, and putteth an edge on hunger, and funisheth a fairfield to faith to put forth itself, and to exercise its fingers in gripping it seeth not what.

Show yourself a Christian by suffering without murmuring. In patience possess your soul - they lose nothing who gain Christ.

Since He looked upon me my heart is not my own. He hath runaway to heaven with it.

Every day we may see some new thing in Christ. His love hath neither brim nor bottom.

Set not your heart upon the world, since God hath not made it your portion.