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No prayer is lost.

I think that I can trace every scrap of sorrow in my life to simple unbelief.

And he took them, and went aside privately into a desert place (Luke 9:10).

Christ becomes more real to the one who persists in the cultivation of His presence.

True faith drops its letter in the post office box, and lets it go.

Only remember that clouds are always moving and passing before God’s cleansing wind.

The Lord will go through with His covenant engagements.

Often our faith grows tired, languid, and relaxed, and our prayers lose their force and effectiveness.

'Tis when we miss the music, and the days are dull and drear, That we need a faith triumphant over every doubt and fear.

How did they reach the waters of this well? It was by praise.