Frances Ridley Havergal

“Do what Thou wilt! Yes, only do What seemeth good to Thee; Thou art so loving, wise, and true, It must be…

— Frances Ridley Havergal

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

Love understands love; it needs no talk.

— Frances Ridley Havergal

We write our lives indeed, But in a cipher none can read, Except the author

— Frances Ridley Havergal

Faithfulness to principle is only proved by faithfulness in detail.

— Frances Ridley Havergal

“This view of moments seems to make it clearer that it is impossible to serve two masters, for it is evident that…

— Frances Ridley Havergal

Might we never be the helpers of the great hinderer, Satan! Let us ask that the Lord Jesus would so perfectly tune…

— Frances Ridley Havergal

I do - oh, indeed I do - desire to live up to my profession, to be His, for time and eternity.…

— Frances Ridley Havergal

Earthly joy can take but a bat-like flight, always checked, always limited, in dusk and darkness. But the love of Christ breaks…

— Frances Ridley Havergal

Writing is praying with me. You know a child would look up at every sentence and say, 'And what shall I say…

— Frances Ridley Havergal

Teach us, Master, how to give All we have and are to Thee; Grant us, Saviour, while we live, Wholly, only Thine…

— Frances Ridley Havergal

Take my will, and make it Thine, It shall be no longer mine; Take my heart, it is Thine own; It shall…

— Frances Ridley Havergal

Oh to be my verse an answering gleam from higher radiance caught

— Frances Ridley Havergal

Poetry is a second translation of the soul's feeling; it must be rendered into thought, and thought must change its nebulous robe…

— Frances Ridley Havergal

No life can be dreary when work is delight.

— Frances Ridley Havergal

They would make the 'Church ' their great meeting-point, rather than the Atonement of Christ. As far as my experience goes, they…

— Frances Ridley Havergal

I take this pain, Lord Jesus, From Thine own hand; The strength to bear it bravely Thou wilt command. I am too…

— Frances Ridley Havergal

A great deal of living must go to a very little writing.

— Frances Ridley Havergal

Hidden in the hollow Of His blessed hand, Never foe can follow, Never traitor stand; Not a surge of worry, Not a…

— Frances Ridley Havergal

Every year, I might almost say every day, that I live, I seem to see more clearly how all the rest and…

— Frances Ridley Havergal

Doubt indulged soon becomes doubt realized.

— Frances Ridley Havergal

In perplexities-when we cannot tell what to do, when we cannot understand what is going on around us, let us be calmed…

— Frances Ridley Havergal

We give thanks often with a tearful, doubtful voice, for our spiritual mercies positive, but what an almost infinite field there is…

— Frances Ridley Havergal

CHRISTMAS DAY Jesus came! - and came for me. Simple words! and yet expressing Depths of holy mystery, Depths of wondrous love…

— Frances Ridley Havergal