When I look to my guiltiness, I see that my salvation is one of our Saviour's greatest miracles, either in heaven or earth.

They lose nothing who gain Christ.

After winter comes the summer. After night comes the dawn. And after every storm, there comes clear, open skies.

Many are friends to the success of reformation, not to reformation.

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

I know you are in grief and heaviness; and if it were not so, you might be afraid, because then your way would not be so like the way that our Lord saith leadeth to the New Jerusalem. Sure I am, if you knew what were before you, or if you saw some glances of it, you would, with gladness, swim through the present floods of sorrow, spreading forth your arms out of desire to be at land.

Our little time of suffering is not worthy of our first night's welcome home to Heaven.