There is....
no depth so profound, no darkness so dense, no privation so pressing, or perplexity so great, but from it you may cry unto God; the Lord inclining His ear to the softest, faintest breathing of your soul.
Sink the soul as it may, the arrow of prayer, feathered with a divine promise, springing from the bow of faith, and winged by the power of the Spirit, will overcome every obstacle, pierce every cloud, and fasten itself upon the throne of the Eternal God! - Octavius Winslow
