God knows all that is done in the most secret caverns of the heart. No place is deprived of his presence.

God knows all that is done in the most secret caverns of the heart. No place is deprived of his presence.

The little time that remains between this moment and our death, should quicken our diligence to inherit the endless and unchangeable eternity of God.

What a curious workmanship is that of the eye, which is in the body, as the sun in the world; set in the head as in a watch-tower, having the softest nerves for receiving the greater multitude of spirits necessary for the act of vision!

Adoption gives us the privilege of sons, regeneration the nature of sons.

Without the heart it is no worship; it is a stage play; an acting a part without being that person really which is acted by us: a hypocrite, in the notion of the word, is a stageplayer.

How worthy it is to remember former benefits when we come to beg for new.