“If the sweetness of all flowers were in one, how sweet must that flower be?
In Christ all perfections of mercy and love meet.
How great then must that mercy be that lodges in so gracious a heart?
Whatever tenderness is scattered in husband, father, brother, head, all is but a beam from Him, it is in Him in the most eminent manner.
We are weak, but we are His.”
–Richard Sibbes, The Bruised Reed (Carlisle, PA: Banner of Truth, 1630/2021), 69.
