My Desire Is That My

My Dear Brother, Let God Make Of You What He Will, He Will End All With Consolation, And Shall Make Glory Out Of Your Suffering.

I Desire Now To Make No More Pleas With Christ; Verily, He Hath Not Put Me To A Loss By What I Suffer; He Oweth Me Nothing; For In My Bonds, How Sweet And Comfortable Have The Thoughts Of Him Been To Me, Wherein I Find A Sufficient Recompense Of Reward!.

Be Not Cast Down. If Ye Saw Him Who Is Standing On The Shore, Holding Out His Arms To Welcome You To Land, Ye Would Wade, Not Only Through A Sea Of Wrongs, But Through Hell Itself To Be With Him.

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.

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