After every storm, there comes clear open skies.
Every day we may see some new thing in Christ. His love hath neither brim nor bottom.
Your heart is not the compass that God steers by.
The weightiest end of the cross of Christ that is laid upon you, lieth upon your strong Savior.
Millions of hells of sinners cannot come near to exhaust infinite grace.
Consider, it is impossible that your idol sins and you can go to heaven together; and that those who will not part with these do not indeed love Christ at the bottom, but only in word and show, which will not do the business.