I slew him-this right hand struck the dagger to his heart. My deeds slew Christ. Alas! I slew my best beloved; I killed him who loved me with an everlasting love. Oh eyes, why do you refuse to weep when you see Jesus' body mangled and torn? Give vent to your sorrow, Christians, for you have good reason to do so.

You need not to know much about Heaven-it is where Christ is, and that is Heaven enough for us.

Everything is a trifle to a man who is a Christian except the glorifying of Christ

One might better try to sail the Atlantic in a paper boat, than try to get to heaven on good works.

Give me great sinners to make great saints! They are glorious raw material for Grace to work upon and when you do get them saved, they will shake the very gates of Hell!

He who fears God has nothing else to fear.

Praise is the beauty of a Christian. What wings are to a bird, what fruit is to the tree, what the rose is to the thorn, that is praise to a child of God.