“We cannot always trace God’s hand but we can always trust God’s heart.”

Atheism is a strange thing. Even the devils never fell into that vice.

We shall not grow weary of waiting upon God if we remember how long and how graciously He once waited for us.

I have heard of some good old woman in a cottage, who had nothing but a piece of bread and a little water, and lifting up her hands, she said, as a blessing, What! all this, and Christ too?

It’s a good thing God chose me before I was born, because he surely would not have afterwards.

Do not go on His errands till first you have sat at His feet.

You will never know God’s strength until He has supported you in deep waters.

The best way to live above all fear of death is to die every morning before you leave your bedroom.

Whenever God means to make a man great, he always breaks him in pieces first.

Whatever a man depends upon, whatever rules his mind, whatever governs his affections, whatever is the chief object of his delight, is his god.

God is our portion, Christ our companion, the Spirit our Comforter, Earth our lodge, and Heaven is our home.

When God places a burden upon you, He places His arms underneath you.

Death is no punishment to the believer: it is the gate of endless joy.

Time is short. Eternity is long. It is only reasonable that this short life be lived in the light of eternity.

The greatest enemy to human souls is the self-righteous spirit which makes men look to themselves for salvation.

My entire theology can be condensed into four words, ‘JESUS DIED FOR ME’.

The world’s one and only remedy is the cross.

There’s too much tendency to attribute to God the evils that man does of his own free will.

Love is strong as death; but nothing else is as strong as either; and both, love and death, met in Christ. How strong and powerful upon you, then, should that instruction be, that comes to you from both these, the love and death of Jesus Christ!

Life is – the way God has given it to me was just a platter – a golden platter of life laid out there for me. It’s been beautiful.

Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so. For, those, whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow. Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.

There is nothing that God hath established in a constant course of nature, and which therefore is done every day, but would seem a Miracle, and exercise our admiration, if it were done but once.

Meanwhile the Adversary of God and man, Satan with thoughts inflamed of highest design, Puts on swift wings, and towards the gates of hell Explores his solitary flight.

I count all that part of my life lost which I spent not in communion with God, or in doing good.

I do not love a man, except I hate his vices, because those vices are the enemies, and the destruction of that friend whom I love.