We must not confide in the armour of God, but in the God of this armour, because all our weapons are only mighty through God.

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

Hope fills the afflicted soul with such inward joy and consolation, that it can laugh while tears are in the eye, sigh and sing all in a breath; it is called "the rejoicing of hope" (Hebrews 3:6).

The Christian is bred by the Word, and he must be fed by it.

The Christian in prayer comes up close to God, with a humble boldness of faith, and takes hold of him, wrestles with him; yea, will not let him go without a blessing... They are only a few noble-spirited souls, who dare take heaven by force, that are fit for this calling.

We live by faith, and faith lives by exercise.

Christ bears with the saints' imperfections; well may the saints one with another.