It is said that in some countries trees will grow, but will bear no fruit because there is no winter there.
JOHN BUNYANChrist 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!
More John Bunyan Quotes
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Great sins do draw out great grace; and where guilt is most terrible and fierce, there the mercy of God in Christ, when showed to the soul, appears most high and mighty.
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Knock, and it shall be opened unto you.
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He that forgets his friend is ungrateful to him; but he that forgets his Saviour is unmerciful to himself.
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In prayer it is better to have a heart without words than words without a heart.
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To pray rightly, you must make God your hope, stay, and all. Right prayer sees nothing substantial or worth being concerned about except God.
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In all your prayers forget not to thank the Lord for his mercies.
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The heart must be beaten or bruised, and then the sweet scent will come out.
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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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The best prayers have often more groans than words.
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Our sins, when laid upon Christ, were yet personally ours, not his; so his righteousness, when put upon us, is yet personally his, not ours.
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I have given Him my faith, and sworn my allegiance to Him; how, then, can I go back from this, and not be hanged as a traitor?
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A tender heart is a wakeful, watchful heart. It watches against sin in the soul, sin in the family, sin in the calling, sin in spiritual duties and performances.
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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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Though 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.
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This hill though high I covent ascend; The difficulty will not me offend; For I perceive the way of life lies here. Come, pluck up, heart; let’s neither faint nor fear.
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