Make not Christ a liar in distrusting His promise.

Desires going before conversion are not such as can calm a storming conscience.

My faith has no bed to sleep upon but omnipotence.

We take nothing to the grave with us, but a good or evil conscience... It is true, terrors of conscience cast us down; and yet without terrors of conscience we cannot be raised up again.

There is no sweeter fellowship with Christ than to bring our wounds and our sores to him.

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.

To believe Christ's cross to be a friend, as he himself is a friend, is also a special act of faith