Never be satisfied with the world’s standard of Christianity!
J. C. RYLEThe love of Christ towards His people is a deep well which has no bottom.
More J. C. Ryle Quotes
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To be prayerless is to be without God, without Christ, without grace, without hope, and without heaven.
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Unity without the gospel is a worthless unity; it is the very unity of hell.
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We must read our Bibles like men digging for hidden treasure.
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The fear of punishment, the desire of reward, the sense of duty, are all useful arguments, in their way, to persuade people to holiness. But they are all weak and powerless, until a person loves Christ.
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There is a common, worldly kind of Christianity in this day, which many have, and think they have enough-a cheap Christianity which offends nobody, and requires no sacrifice-which costs nothing, and is worth nothing.
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Nothing is so offensive to Christ as lukewarmness in religion.
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Pride is the oldest and most common of sins. Humility is the rarest and most beautiful of graces.
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Look not to yourselves! You are by nature wretched, miserable, poor, blind and naked. Look simply unto Jesus.
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There are eternal consequences resulting from all our thoughts, words and actions, of which we take far too little account.
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We know but little of true Christianity, if we don’t feel a deep concern about the souls of unconverted people.
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Obedience is the only reality. It is faith visible, faith acting, and faith manifest. It is the test of real discipleship among the Lord’s people.
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Laughter, ridicule, opposition, persecution, are often the only reward which Christ’s followers get from the world.
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Never does a person see any beauty in Christ as a Savior, until they discover that they are a lost and ruined sinner.
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However corrupt our hearts, and however wicked our past lives, there is hope for us in the Gospel.
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No time is so well spent in every day as that which we spend upon our knees.
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