Let thy hope of heaven master thy fear of death.

Truly, hope is the saint's covering, wherein he wraps himself, when he lays his body down to sleep in the grave: "My flesh," saith David, "shall rest in hope."

It is not only our duty to pray for others, but also to desire the prayers of others for ourselves.

We need not borrow and take up sorrows upon use of the morrow, to make up our present load; as we read of daily bread, so of a daily cross, Luke ix. M, which we are bid to take, not to make.

There is no such way to be even with the devil and his instruments, for all their spite against us, as by doing what good we can wherever we be come.

Set a strong guard about thy outward senses: these are Satan's landing places, especially the eye and the ear.

Oh, it is sad for a poor Christian to stand at the door of the promise, in the dark night of affliction, afraid to draw the latch, whereas he should then come boldly for shelter as a child into his father's house.