Who would true valour see, Let him come hither; One here will constant be, Come wind, come weather There’s no discouragement Shall make him once relent His first avowed intent To be a pilgrim.
JOHN BUNYANWho would true valour see, Let him come hither; One here will constant be, Come wind, come weather There’s no discouragement Shall make him once relent His first avowed intent To be a pilgrim.
JOHN BUNYANThe spirit of prayer is more precious than treasures of gold and silver.
JOHN BUNYANHe that forgets his friend is ungrateful to him; but he that forgets his Saviour is unmerciful to himself.
JOHN BUNYANAfflictions make the heart more deep, more experimental, more knowing and profound, and so, more able to hold, to contain, and beat more.
JOHN BUNYANIt is possible to learn all about the mysteries of the Bible and never be affected by it in one’s soul. Great knowledge is not enough.
JOHN BUNYANThe best prayer I ever prayed had enough sin to damn the whole world.
JOHN BUNYANMen, even the elect, have too many infirmities to come to Christ without help from heaven; inviting will not do.
JOHN BUNYANTo run and work the law commands, but gives us neither feet nor hands. But better news the gospel brings, it bids us fly and gives us wings.
JOHN BUNYANOld truths are always new to us, if they come with the smell of heaven upon them.
JOHN BUNYANDark clouds bring waters, when the bright bring none.
JOHN BUNYANThere can be but one will the master in our salvation, but that shall never be the will of man, but of God; therefore man must be saved by grace.
JOHN BUNYANPrayer is an ordinance of God, that must continue with a soul so long as it is on this side glory.
JOHN BUNYANThough there is not always grace where there is the fear of hell, yet, to be sure, there is no grace where there is no fear of God.
JOHN BUNYANWords easy to be understood do often hit the mark, when high and learned ones do only pierce the air.
JOHN BUNYANI will stay in jail to the end of my days before I make a butchery of my conscience.
JOHN BUNYANThere hath not one tear dropped from thy tender eye against thy lusts, the love of this world, or for more communion with Jesus Christ, but as it is now in the bottle of God.
JOHN BUNYAN