Faint not. Keep breath. Believe. Although men and family and friends prove weak, yet your strength fails not. It is not pride for a drowning man to grip to the rock. It is your glory to lay hold on your rock. Oh, greatly beloved, I testify and guarantee in my Lord that the prayers you have sent to heaven these many years gone by have come up before the Lord and shall not be forgotten. What is it that will come I cannot tell, but I know that as the Lord lives, these cries shall bring down mercy. I charge you and those people with you to go on without fainting or fear and still believe, and take heed no naysayers. If you leave off, the field is lost. If you continue, our enemies shall be a tottering wall and a bowing fence. Samuel Rutherford.

Let the thoughts of a crucified Christ be never out of your mind. Let them be food and drink unto you. Let them be your sweetness and consolation, your honey and your desire, your reading and your meditation. Remember this, his wounds were deep, his burden weighty, his cup bitter, his suffering painful, his agony and torment above conception and beyond expression. Thomas Brooks.