Through many afflictions we must enter into the kingdom of God ... It is folly to think to steal to heaven with a whole skin.

My Lord Jesus has fully recompensed my sadness with his joys, my losses with his own presence. I find it a sweet and rich thing to exchange my sorrows with Christ's joys, my afflictions with that sweet peace I have with himself.

Be not cast down. If ye saw Him who is standing on the shore, holding out His arms to welcome you to land, ye would wade, not only through a sea of wrongs, but through hell itself to be with Him.

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.

Christ chargeth me to believe His daylight at midnight.

You will not be carried to Heaven lying at ease upon a feather bed.

Grace will ever speak for itself and be fruitful in well-doing; the sanctified, cross is a fruitful tree.