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).

In heaven we shall appear, not in armour, but in robes of glory. But here these are to be worn night and day; we must walk, work, and sleep in them, or else we are not true soldiers of Christ.

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

The Christian is to proclaim and prosecute an irreconcilable war against his bosom sins; those sins which have lain nearest his heart, must now be trampled under his feet.

Few are made better by prosperity, whom afflictions make worse.

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

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.