My Faith Has No Bed To Sleep

The Hope Of Heaven Under Troubles Is Like Wind And Sails To The Soul.

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.

When I Look To My Guiltiness, I See That My Salvation Is One Of Our Saviour's Greatest Miracles, Either In Heaven Or Earth.

There Is No Sweeter Fellowship With Christ Than To Bring Our Wounds And Our Sores To Him.

Your Heart Is Not The Compass That God Steers By.