“I desire now to make no more pleas with Christ,” Rutherford said. “Verily he has not put me to a loss by what I suffer; he owes me nothing; for in my bonds how sweet and comfortable have the thoughts of him been to me, wherein I find a sufficient recompense of reward! How blind are my adversaries who sent me to a banqueting house, to a house of wine, to the lovely feasts of my lovely Lord Jesus, and not to a prison, or place of exile!”
