"'The world hates me,' may such a soul as has the Spirit say; 'but my Father loves me. Men despise me as a hypocrite; by my Father loves me as a child. I am poor in this world; but I have a rich inheritance in the love of my Father. I am straitened in all things; but there is bread enough in my Father's house. I mourn in secret under the power of my lusts and sin, where no eye sees me; but the Father sees me, and is full of compassion. With a sense of his kindness, which is better than life, I rejoice in tribulation, glory in affliction, triumph as a conqueror.'"
(Once again, balm from Owen's pen in On Communion with God, from the third division on communion with the Holy Spirit.)
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