No created powers can mar our Lord Jesus' music, nor spill our song of joy. Let us then be glad and rejoice in the salvation of our Lord

Grace tried is better than grace, and more than grace; it is glory in its infancy

Our little time of suffering is not worthy of our first night's welcome home to Heaven.

Faint not; the miles to heaven are but few and short.

After winter comes the summer. After night comes the dawn. And after every storm, there comes clear, open skies.

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.

But the way to overcome is by patience, forgiving and praying for your enemies, in doing whereof you heap coals upon their heads, and your Lord shall open a door to you in your trouble: wait upon Him, as the night watch waiteth for the morning. He will not tarry. Go up to your watch-tower, and come not down, but by prayer, and faith, and hope, wait on.