Ye have lost a child--nay, she is not lost to you, who is found to Christ; she is not sent away, but only sent before; like unto a star, which going out of our sight, doth not die and vanish, but shineth in another hemisphere.

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

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

If so be that freewill were our tutor, and we had our heaven in our own keeping, then we would lose all. But because we have Christ for our tutor, and He has our heaven in His hand, therefore the covenant it must be perpetual.

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

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

It is impossible to be submissive and religiously patient, if ye stay your thoughts down among the confused rollings and wheels of second causes, as, O, the place! O, the time! O, if this had been, this had not followed! O, the linking of this accident with this time and place! Look up to the master motion and the first wheel.