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.

To forsake sin, is to leave it without any thought reserved of returning to it again.

Can Christ be in thou heart and thou not know it? Can one king be dethroned and another crowned in thy soul and thou hear no scuffle?

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

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

Our enemies are on every side, so must our armour be.

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.