“Make sure to send a lazy man the angel of death.”

A simple layman armed with Scripture is greater than the mightiest pope without it.

This is the most dangerous trial of all, when there is no trial and every thing goes well; for then a man is tempted to forget God, to become too bold and to misuse times of prosperity.

Everything that is done in this world is done by hope.

Christians fight best on their knees. Whatever good may be done is done and brought about by prayer.

They gave our Master a crown of thorns, why do we hope for a crown of roses?

Temptations, of course, cannot be avoided, but because we cannot prevent the birds from flying over our heads, there is no need that we should let them nest in our hair.

The Bible is the cradle wherein Christ is laid.

For what God gives I thank indeed; What He withholds I do not need.

Who waits until circumstances completely favor his undertaking, will never accomplish anything.

People go through three conversions: The conversion of their head, their heart, and their pocketbook. Unfortunately, not all at the same time.

Every week I preach justification by faith to my people, because every week they forget it.

I’ll trust in God’s unchanging Word, till soul and body sever. For though all things pass away, His Word shall stand forever.

He who loves not women, wine, and song Remains a fool his whole life long.

Lord Jesus, You are my righteousness, I am your sin. You took on you what was mine; yet set on me what was yours. You became what you were not, that I might become what I was not.

The Law is for the proud and the Gospel for the brokenhearted.

Pray, and let God worry.

You didn’t think of angels as white or black. They were angels.

Nothing gives us a greater idea of our soul, than that God has given us, at the moment of our birth, an angel to take care of it.

She has the intuition of an angel and fire like a dragon.

An angel cannot be blind to the fire below – lest she risk becoming it.

Reputation is what men and women think of us; character is what God and angels know of us.

They talk like angels but they live like men.

Philosophy will clip an angel’s wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine – Unweave a rainbow.

When people call me God, I say, no, I’m still an angel or saint of acting. I still have a long way to go.