Let your children be as so many flowers, borrowed from God. If the flowers die or wither, thank God for a summer loan of them.
When I am in the cellar of affliction, I look for the Lord's choicest wines.
Think it not hard if you get not your will, nor your delights in this life; God will have you to rejoice in nothing but himself.
Millions of hells of sinners cannot come near to exhaust infinite grace.
Jesus Christ came into my prison cell last night, and every stone flashed like a ruby.
See that you buy the field where the Pearl is; sell all, and make a purchase of salvation. Think it not easy: for it is a steep ascent to eternal glory: many are lying dead by the way, slain with security.
You will not be carried to Heaven lying at ease upon a feather bed.
Verily, we know not what an evil it is to indulge ourselves, and to make an idol of our will.
To believe Christ's cross to be a friend, as he himself is a friend, is also a special act of faith.
My faith has no bed to sleep upon but omnipotence.
I have been benefited by praying for others; for by making an errand to God for them I have gotten something for myself.
We take nothing to the grave with us, but a good or evil conscience... It is true, terrors of conscience cast us down; and yet without terrors of conscience we cannot be raised up again.
Grace tried is better than grace, and more than grace; it is glory in its infancy.
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