Make not Christ a liar in distrusting His promise.

Build your nest in no tree here...for the Lord of the forest has condemned the whole woods to be demolished.

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.

Oh thrice fools are we who like new-born princes weeping in the cradle know not that there is a kingdom before them then let our Lord's sweet hand square us and hammer us and strike off the knots of pride self-love and world-worship and infidelity that He may make us stones and pillars in His Father's house.

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

Those who can take that crabbed tree handsomely upon their back, and fasten it on cannily, shall find it such a burden as wings unto a bird, or sails to a ship.

Why should I tremble at the plough of my Lord, that maketh deep furrows on my soul? I know He is no idle husbandman, He purposeth a crop.