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Grace grows best in winter.
Christ has no velvet crosses.
They lose nothing who gain Christ.
I live no more, but Christ liveth in me!
How soon would faith freeze without a cross!
After every storm, there comes clear open skies.
Your heart is not the compass that God steers by.
Make not Christ a liar in distrusting His promise.
My faith has no bed to sleep upon but omnipotence.
Faint not; the miles to heaven are but few and short.
Christ chargeth me to believe His daylight at midnight.
Welcome, welcome, cross of Christ, if Christ be with it.
Live on Christ's love while ye are here, and all the way.
Christ seeketh your help in your place; give Him your hand.
It is comfort to the believer that all things are possible.
The good Husbandman may pluck His rose & gather in His lily.
The bloom fell off my branches and joy did cast off its flower
My dear friend, venture to take the wind on your face for Christ.
Many are friends to the success of reformation, not to reformation.
You will not be carried to Heaven lying at ease upon a feather bed.
The hope of heaven under troubles is like wind and sails to the soul.
I hang by a thread, but it is (if I may so speak) of Christ's spinning
Well's them who are under crosses, and Christ says to them, "Half Mine."
Millions of hells of sinners cannot come near to exhaust infinite grace.
Set no time to the Lord the creator of time, for His time is always best.
I seldom made an errand to God for another but I got something for myself.
Set not your heart upon the world, since God hath not made it your portion.
When I am in the cellar of affliction, I look for the Lord's choicest wines.
The devil is but a whetstone to sharpen the faith and patience of the saints.-
Desires going before conversion are not such as can calm a storming conscience.
Heaven is a house full of miracles; yea, of spectacles and images of free grace.
Take Christ in with you under your yoke, and let patience have her perfect work.
Grace tried is better than grace, and more than grace; it is glory in its infancy
I had but one joy, the apple of the eye of my delights , to preach Christ my Lord
Faith's speculations to the worst and hardest, in point of resolution, are sweet.
Grace tried is better than grace, and more than grace; it is glory in its infancy.
Since He looked upon me my heart is not my own. He hath runaway to heaven with it.
He who duly esteemeth Christ, is a noble bidder, and so a noble and liberal buyer.
Every day we may see some new thing in Christ. His love hath neither brim nor bottom.
Jesus Christ came into my prison cell last night, and every stone flashed like a ruby.
Our little time of suffering is not worthy of our first night's welcome home to Heaven.
No pen, no words, no image can express to you the loveliness of my only, only Lord Jesus.
There is no sweeter fellowship with Christ than to bring our wounds and our sores to him.
Grow as a palm-tree on God's Mount Zion; howbeit shaken with winds, yet the root is fast.
We are as near to heaven as we are far from self, and far from the love of a sinful world.
If ye never had a sick night and a pained soul for sin, ye have not yet lighted upon Christ.
Verily, we know not what an evil it is to indulge ourselves, and to make an idol of our will.
Humility is a strange flower; it grows best in winter weather, and under storms of affliction.
The night will close the door & fasten my anchor within the veil and I shall go away to sleep.
The weightiest end of the cross of Christ that is laid upon you, lieth upon your strong Savior.