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The Weightiest End Of The Cross Of Christ That Is Laid Upon You, Lieth Upon Your Strong Savior.

Every Day We May See Some New Thing In Christ. His Love Hath Neither Brim Nor Bottom.

Christ And His Cross Are Not Separable In This Life, Howbeit Christ And His Cross Part At Heaven's Door, For There Is No House-room For Crosses In Heaven. One Tear, One Sigh, One Sad Heart, One Fear, One Loss, One Thought Of Trouble Cannot Find Lodging There.

I Know You Are In Grief And Heaviness; And If It Were Not So, You Might Be Afraid, Because Then Your Way Would Not Be So Like The Way That Our Lord Saith Leadeth To The New Jerusalem. Sure I Am, If You Knew What Were Before You, Or If You Saw Some Glances Of It, You Would, With Gladness, Swim Through The Present Floods Of Sorrow, Spreading Forth Your Arms Out Of Desire To Be At Land.

The Secret Formula Of The Saints: When I Am In The Cellar Of Affliction, I Look For The Lord's Choicest Wines.