Make Not Christ A Liar In Distrusting

Through Many Afflictions We Must Enter Into The Kingdom Of God ... It Is Folly To Think To Steal To Heaven With A Whole Skin.

My Lord Jesus Has Fully Recompensed My Sadness With His Joys, My Losses With His Own Presence. I Find It A Sweet And Rich Thing To Exchange My Sorrows With Christ's Joys, My Afflictions With That Sweet Peace I Have With Himself.

Why Should I Tremble At The Plough Of My Lord, That Maketh Deep Furrows On My Soul? I Know He Is No Idle Husbandman, He Purposeth A Crop.

Millions Of Hells Of Sinners Cannot Come Near To Exhaust Infinite Grace.

Take Christ In With You Under Your Yoke, And Let Patience Have Her Perfect Work.