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.

You will not be carried to Heaven lying at ease upon a feather bed.

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

Live on Christ's love while ye are here, and all the way.

Faith's speculations to the worst and hardest, in point of resolution, are sweet.

Every man by nature is a freeman born; by nature no man cometh out of the womb under any civil subjection to king, prince, or judge.

Desires going before conversion are not such as can calm a storming conscience.