Satan trembles when he sees the weakest saint upon their knees.

Nature is a good name for an effect whose cause is God.

Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, but trust Him for His grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.

No one was ever scolded out of their sins.

Man disavows, and Deity disowns me: hell might afford my miseries a shelter; therefore hell keeps her ever-hungry mouths all bolted against me.

God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm.

Elegant as simplicity, and warm As ecstasy.