Make Not Christ A Liar In Distrusting

It Is Comfort To The Believer That All Things Are Possible.

If Ye Never Had A Sick Night And A Pained Soul For Sin, Ye Have Not Yet Lighted Upon Christ.

I See Christ's Love Is So Kingly, That It Will Not Abide A Marrow It Must Have A Throne All Alone In The Soul.

Christ Has No Velvet Crosses.

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.