“Pray, always pray; beneath sins heaviest load, Prayer claims the blood from Jesus’ side that flowed. Pray, always pray; though weary, faint, and lone, Prayer nestles by the Father’s sheltering throne.”

Pray, always pray; when sickness wastes thy frame, Prayer brings the healing power of Jesus’ name.

Before we can speak God’s message, we must learn to listen. The opened ear comes before the opened mouth.

Fear is born of Satan, and if we would only take time to think a moment we would see that everything Satan says is founded upon a falsehood.

The greatest need of our age and of every age, the greatest need of every human heart, is to know the resources and sufficiency of God.

Unless I am sure I am doing more at home to send the gospel abroad than I can do abroad, I am bound to go.

I like to interpose in all of my appointments, if the Lord wills.

It is all right when God sends us the approval of our fellow men; however, we must never make that approval a motive in our life.

God does not so much want us to do things as to let people see what He can do.

One bright and thankful look at the cross is worth a thousand morbid, self-condemning reflections.

Have we forgotten that there is a Holy Ghost, that we must insist upon walking on crutches when we might fly?

Difficulties and obstacles are God’s challenges to faith. When hindrances confront us in the path of duty, we are to recognize them as vessels for faith to fill with the fullness and all-sufficiency of Jesus.

The Holy Spirit is just as truly in us when He makes no sign as when the fountains of joy are overflowing, or the waters of peace are softly refreshing our weary and troubled heart.

Forget yourself and live for others, for It is more blessed to give than to receive.

Prayer is the mighty engine that is to move the missionary work.

All that God requires of us is an opportunity to show what He can do.

Prayer is the ascending vapor which supplies The showers of blessing, and the stream that flows Through earth’s dry places, till on every side “The wilderness shall blossom as the rose.

Jesus, Jesus help me. I’m alone in this world.

I’m gay for Jesus, fill me with your grace. Pour your love all over me, but please aim away from my face.

More than anything, people want the reality of the discussion at hand. If what is going on in that building is the real thing, if the transforming love and power of Jesus Christ is being experienced, you can sit on a metal folding chair or in a plush theater seat.

We’ve been bought with a price, the precious blood of the Lord Jesus Christ. So none of us really have any rights.

When people say, you know, ‘Good teacher,’ ‘Prophet,’ ‘Really nice guy’… this is not how Jesus thought of Himself. So you’re left with a challenge in that, which is either Jesus was who he said he was or a complete and utter nut case. You have to make a choice on that.

No one leads people to Jesus; He leads people to Himself. All the pressure’s off; just go love everybody without agenda.

That’s all the information I need to know about the church, Jesus picked it. And so instead of me telling the church how she would really look better if she had this in her hair, or that over there, I think I’m just respecting the Groom’s pick.

A lotta Christians wear crosses ’round their necks; do you think if Jesus comes back he ever wants to see another cross?