Jesus Christ came into my prison cell last night, and every stone flashed like a ruby. |
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. |
You will not be carried to Heaven lying at ease upon a feather bed. |
Grace tried is better than grace, and more than grace; it is glory in its infancy. |
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. |
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. |
To believe Christ's cross to be a friend, as he himself is a friend, is also a special act of faith. |
I have been benefited by praying for others; for by making an errand to God for them I have gotten something for myself. |
My faith has no bed to sleep upon but omnipotence. |
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. |
Verily, we know not what an evil it is to indulge ourselves, and to make an idol of our will. |
Millions of hells of sinners cannot come near to exhaust infinite grace. |