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

Assurance is the fruit that grows out of the root of faith.

Our ignorance of God is too great, because our estimations of God are too little.

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

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!

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

We often learn more of God under the rod that strikes us than under the staff that comforts us.