After winter comes the summer. After night comes the dawn. And 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.

When I look to my guiltiness, I see that my salvation is one of our Saviour's greatest miracles, either in heaven or earth.

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

I live no more, but Christ liveth in me!

Christ chargeth me to believe His daylight at midnight.

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