Christ is the desire of nations, the joy of angels, the delight of the Father. What solace then must that soul be filled with, that has the possession of Him to all eternity!
JOHN BUNYANIf my life is fruitless, it doesn’t matter who praises me, and if my life is fruitful, it doesn’t matter who criticizes me.
More John Bunyan Quotes
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Whatever contradicts the Word of God should be instantly resisted as diabolical.
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What God says is best, is best, though all the men in the world are against it.
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Nae man can tether time nor tide.
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The man that takes up religion for the world will throw away religion for the world.
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We know not the matter of the things for which we should pray, neither the object to whom we pray, nor the medium by or through whom we pray; none of these things know we, but by the help and assistance of the Spirit.
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The best prayers have often more groans than words.
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Prayer is a shield to the soul.
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Men, even the elect, have too many infirmities to come to Christ without help from heaven; inviting will not do.
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The road of denial leads to the precipice of destruction.
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Doth Jesus Christ stand up to plead for us with God, to plead with him for us against the devil? Let this teach us to stand up to plead for him before men, to plead for him against the enemies of his person and gospel.
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I come from the Town of Stupidity; it lieth about four degrees beyond the City of Destruction.
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If thou hast sinned, lie not down without repentance; for the want of repentance, after one has sinned, makes the heart yet harder and harder.
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To 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.
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I will stay in jail to the end of my days before I make a butchery of my conscience.
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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.
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