I cried


(Brooks, “A Word in Season to Suffering Saints”)

The child has got many a kiss, and many a hug
—by crying.

“In my distress I called to the Lord; I cried to my
God for help. From His temple He heard my voice;
my cry came before Him, into His ears.” Psalm 18:6

Prayer is the only means to supply all defects;
prayer gets all, and makes up for the loss of all.

It is not the length—but the strength of prayer;
it is not the labor of the lip—but the travail of the
heart—which prevails with God. It is not . . .
the arithmetic of our prayershow many they are; nor
the rhetoric of our prayers
how eloquent they are; nor
the geometry of our prayers
how long they are; nor
the music of our prayers
how sweet they are; nor
the logic of our prayers
how methodical they are
—which will prevail with God. It is only fervency in
prayer, which will make a man prevalent with God.
Fervent prayer hits the mark, and pierces the walls
of heaven!

“In my anguish I cried to the Lord, and He
answered by setting me free.” Psalm 118:5



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