Poetry is a second translation of the soul's feeling; it must be rendered into thought, and thought must change its nebulous robe of semi-wording into definite language, before it reaches another heart. Music is a first translation of feeling, needing… — Frances Ridley Havergal Copy Share Image
They would make the 'Church ' their great meeting-point, rather than the Atonement of Christ. As far as my experience goes, they have more devoutness and less devotion, more fear and less love, more feeling of duty than of desire,… — Frances Ridley Havergal Copy Share Image
“Do what Thou wilt! Yes, only do What seemeth good to Thee; Thou art so loving, wise, and true, It must be best for… — Frances Ridley Havergal Copy Share Image
Silence is no certain token that no secret grief is there; Sorrow which is never spoken is the heaviest load to bear. — Frances Ridley Havergal Copy Share Image
We write our lives indeed, But in a cipher none can read, Except the author — Frances Ridley Havergal Copy Share Image
Faithfulness to principle is only proved by faithfulness in detail. — Frances Ridley Havergal Copy Share Image
“This view of moments seems to make it clearer that it is impossible to serve two masters, for it is evident that the service… — Frances Ridley Havergal Copy Share Image
Might we never be the helpers of the great hinderer, Satan! Let us ask that the Lord Jesus would so perfectly tune our spirits… — Frances Ridley Havergal Copy Share Image
I do - oh, indeed I do - desire to live up to my profession, to be His, for time and eternity. But I am learning to sec how very weak I am, and how easily Satan can conquer me even when I do strive against him. I do believe with my head that Jesus can, and will give me… — Frances Ridley Havergal Copy Share
Earthly joy can take but a bat-like flight, always checked, always limited, in dusk and darkness. But the love of Christ breaks through the… — Frances Ridley Havergal Copy Share Image
Writing is praying with me. You know a child would look up at every sentence and say, 'And what shall I say next?' That… — Frances Ridley Havergal Copy Share Image
Teach us, Master, how to give All we have and are to Thee; Grant us, Saviour, while we live, Wholly, only Thine to be. — Frances Ridley Havergal Copy Share Image
Take my will, and make it Thine, It shall be no longer mine; Take my heart, it is Thine own; It shall be Thy… — Frances Ridley Havergal Copy Share Image
