Not a single sigh for past sins, escapes His ears; not a groan of the heart, but is heard by Him; not a tear falls to the ground, but He puts it into His bottle!
Not a breathing of the soul after His holiness; not a loathing of our own unholiness; not an act of self-abasement, or humbling ourselves for sin; not a yearning of the soul for a purity which it has not; not a single act of mercy; not one act of self-denial;every fragment of our poor sorrow and service
God gathers and stores up! Nothing is forgotten or lost!
[The Preachers Book]
Psalm 56:8 ... Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?❤
