He drew me when I struggled to escape from His grace; & when at last I came all trembling like a condemned culprit to His mercy-seat, He said, 'Thy sins which are many are all forgiven thee: be of good cheer.' & He is full of truth. True have His promises been, not one has failed. I bear witness that never servant had such a master as I have; never brother such a kinsman as He has been to me; never spouse such a husband as Christ has been to my soul; never sinner a better Saviour; never mourner a better comforter than Christ hath been to my spirit. I want none beside Him. In life He is my life, & in death He shall be the death of death; in poverty Christ is my riches; in sickness He makes my bed; in darkness He is my star, & in brightness He is my sun; He is the manna of the camp in the wilderness, & He shall be the new corn of the host when they come to Canaan. Jesus is to me all grace & no wrath, all truth & no falsehood: & of truth & grace He is full, infinitely full.