If the Lord sets you to guard a lonely post in perfect stillness from all active work, you ought to be just as content as to be in the midst of the active warfare. It is no virtue to love… — Hannah Whitall Smith Copy Share Image
In the secret of God's tabernacle no enemy can find us, and no troubles can reach us. The pride of man and the strife of tongues find no entrance into the pavilion of God. The secret of his presence is… — Hannah Whitall Smith Copy Share Image
Our lives are full of supposes. Suppose this should happen, or suppose that should happen; what could we do; how could we bear it?… — Hannah Whitall Smith Copy Share Image
If we will only surrender ourselves utterly to the Lord, and will trust Him perfectly, we shall find our souls "mounting up with wings… — Hannah Whitall Smith Copy Share Image
I saw that the kingdom must be interior before it can be exterior, that it is a kingdom of ideas, and not one of… — Hannah Whitall Smith Copy Share Image
The time for universal praise is sure to come some day. Let us begin to do our part now. — Hannah Whitall Smith Copy Share Image
“are to be transformed by the renewing of our minds, that we may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect will of… — Hannah Whitall Smith Copy Share Image
We must take our troubles to the Lord, but we must do more than that, we must leave them there. — Hannah Whitall Smith Copy Share Image
If we want to be comforted, we must make up our minds to believe every single solitary word of comfort God has ever spoken. — Hannah Whitall Smith Copy Share Image
God is enough! All religion is enfolded for me now in these three words. — Hannah Whitall Smith Copy Share Image
This way of seeing our Father in everything makes life one long thanksgiving and gives a rest of heart, and, more than that, a… — Hannah Whitall Smith Copy Share Image
The mother eagle teaches her little ones to fly by making their nest so uncomfortable that they are forced to leave it and commit… — Hannah Whitall Smith Copy Share Image
Nothing can separate you from His love, absolutely nothing, neither death nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things… — Hannah Whitall Smith Copy Share Image
