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

No created powers can mar our Lord Jesus' music, nor spill our song of joy. Let us then be glad and rejoice in the salvation of our Lord

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

Think it not hard if you get not your will, nor your delights in this life; God will have you to rejoice in nothing but himself.

If Christ Jesus be the periode, the end and the lodging-home at the end of your journey, there is no fear ye go to a friend . . . ye may look death in the face with joy.

Christ chargeth me to believe His daylight at midnight.

When we shall come home, and enter into the possession of our Brother's fair kingdom, and when our heads shall find the weight of the eternal crown of glory, then we shall look back to pains and sufferings and then we will see life and sorrow to be less than one step or stride from a prison to glory. Our little inch of time-suffering is not worthy of our first night's welcome-home to heaven.