I wonder many times that ever a child of God should have a sad heart, considering what their Lord is preparing for them.

I assure you by the Lord, your adversaries shall get no advantage against you, except you sin, and offend your Lord, in your sufferings.

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.

The great Master Gardener, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, in a wonderful providence, with his own hand, planted me here, where by his grace, in this part of his vineyard, I grow; and here I will abide till the great Master of the vineyard think fit to transplant me.

I wonder many times that ever a child of God should have a sad heart, considering what their Lord is preparing for them.

The cross of Christ is the sweetest burden that I ever bore; it is such a burden as wings are to a bird, or sails to a ship, to carry me forward to my harbor.

The devil is but a whetstone to sharpen the faith and patience of the saints.-