J. C. Ryle:
Stick to that word “never.” It is worth its weight in gold. Cling to it as a drowning man clings to a rope. Grasp it firmly, as a soldier attacked on all sides grasps his sword. God has said, and will stand to it, “I will never leave you!”
“Never!” Though your heart often faints, and you are sick of self, and your many failures and infirmities; even then the promise will not fail.
“Never!” Though the devil whispers, ‘I shall have you at last! In little while, your faith will fail, and you will be mine!’ Even then, God will keep His Word.
“Never!” Though waves of trouble go over your head, and all hope seems taken away. Even then the Word of God will stand.
“Never!” When the cold chill of death is creeping over you, and friends can do no more, and you are starting on that journey from which there is no return. Even then—Christ will not forsake you.
“Never!” When the Day of Judgment comes, and the books are opened, and the dead are rising from their graves, and eternity is beginning. Even then the promise will bear all your weight. Christ will not leave His hold on your soul.