Give me the support of God, and I can easily bear the insults
of men. Let me lay my head on the chest of Jesus, and I will
not fear the interruptions of care and trouble. If my God will
forever give me the light of His smile, and a glimpse of His
blessing--it is enough. Come on enemies, persecutors,
demons, yes, the Devil himself, for "the Lord God is my sun
and shield." Gather, you clouds, and surround me, I carry a
Sun within me; blow, wind of the frozen north, I have a fire of
living coal within me; yes, death, kill me, but I have another
life--a life in the light of God's countenance.
-Spurgeon
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