How comfortable it is to have One, day and night, before the throne to control the charge of our enemy, and the despondencies of our souls.

God often lays the sum of His amazing providences in very dismal afflictions; as the limner first puts on the dusky colors, on which he intends to draw the portraiture of some illustrious beauty.

We may be truly said to worship God, though we lack perfection; but we cannot be said to worship Him if we lack sincerity.

Let us look upon a crucified Christ, the remedy of all our miseries. His cross hath procured a crown, his passion hath expiated our transgression. His death hath disarmed the law, his blood hath washed a believer's soul. This death is the destruction of our enemies, the spring of our happiness, and the eternal testimony of divine love.

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

Since nothing but God is eternal, nothing but God is worth the loving.

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