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 vaulting, and leads us up into the free sky above, expanding to the very throne of… — Frances Ridley Havergal Copy Share Image
We give thanks often with a tearful, doubtful voice, for our spiritual mercies positive, but what an almost infinite field there is for mercies negative! We cannot even imagine all that God has allowed us not to do, not to… — 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… — Frances Ridley Havergal Copy Share Image
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
