"As I was walking, and looking up on the sky and clouds, there came into my mind a sweet sense of the glorious majesty and grace of God, that I know not how to express. I seemed to see them both in sweet conjunction-majesty and meekness joined together; it was a sweet, and gentle, and holy majesty; and also a majestic meekness-a high, great, and holy gentleness."
" What sweet delight in God came into my soul in reading those words, ' Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only wise God, be honor and glory for ever and ever. Amen.' I thought within myself, How excellent a Being that is! How happy I should be if I might enjoy that God, and be wrapped up in Him in heaven! I kept repeating these words of Scripture to myself, and prayed in a manner quite different from what I used to do, with a new sort of affection."
"The holiness of God has always appeared to me the most lovely of all His attributes. The doctrines of God's sovereignty and free grace, in showing mercy to whom He would show mercy,' and man's absolute dependence on the operations of God's Holy Spirit, have very often appeared to me as sweet and glorious doctrines. It has often been my delight to approach God and adore Him as a sovereign God, and ask sovereign mercy of Him."
"I have loved the doctrines of the gospel; they have been to my soul like green pastures. The gospel has seemed to me the richest treasure, the treasure that I have most desired, and longed that it might dwell richly in me. The way of salvation by Christ has appeared glorious and excellent, most pleasant and most beautiful. It has often seemed to me that it would in a great measure spoil heaven to receive it in any other way."
"Oh, how much pleasanter is humility than pride! Oh, that God would fill me with exceeding great humility, and that He would evermore keep me from all pride. The pleasures of humility are really the most refined, inward and exquisite delights in the world. How hateful is a proud man! How hateful is a worm that lifts itself up with pride! What a foolish, miserable, deceived worm am I, when pride works! "