The father took the little boy in his arms, held him over the bed, before his wife; the pastor reached from the other side, and baptized Walter, in the name of the covenant-keeping God.

The father held the child for the mother's kiss, and then took him away, fearing a repetition of the previous scene.

But the wife drew her husband back to her, and left a kiss on his own cheek, amidst his tears.
"And now," said the pastor, after prayer, "God has been in this place, and has himself applied to you and your children the seal of his everlasting covenant.

Do not make your faith in it to depend on the degree of equanimity or vividness in your feelings; but remember what Elizabeth said to Mary: 'And blessed is she that believeth, for there shall be a performance of those things which were told her from the Lord.'" "O," said Mrs.P., "is it possible that I live to see this day?
I almost forget my sickness, my separation from my husband and children, in the thought that God is my covenant God, and the God of my children.

My baptism is to me a visible writing and seal from God; and my children's baptism is the same.