Peace of conscience is nothing but the echo of pardoning mercy.

Sometimes, perhaps, thou hearest another pray with much freedom and fluency, whilst thou canst hardly get out a few broken words. Hence thou art ready to accuse thyself and admire him, as if the gilding of the key made it open the door the better.

Whoever hath a seed time of grace pass over his soul, shall have his harvest time also of joy.

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

Of all creatures in this visible world, light is the most glorious; of all light, the light of the sun without compare excels the rest.

No torment in the world is comparable to an accusing conscience.

Prayer is nothing but the promise reversed, or God's Word formed into an argument, and retorted by faith upon God again.