My hope lives not because I am not a sinner, but because I am a sinner for whom Christ died; my trust is not that I am holy, but that being unholy, HE is my righteousness. My faith rests not upon what I am or shall be or feel or know, but in what Christ is, in what He has done, and in what He is now doing for me. Hallelujah!

Oh, the stoop of the Redeemer's amazing love! Let us, henceforth, contend how low we can go side by side with Him, but remember when we have gone to the lowest He descends lower still, so that we can truly feel that the very lowest place is too high for us, because He has gone lower still.

In proportion as a church is holy, in that proportion will its testimony for Christ be powerful.

Let your thoughts be psalms, your prayers incense, and your breath praise.

It is a very solemn delusion when ministers think they are prospering, and yet do not hear of conversions.

Every man who loses everlasting life rejects it himself. God denies it not to him-he will not come that he may have life.

The furnace of affliction is a good place for you, Christian; it benefits you; it helps you to become more like Christ, and it is fitting you for heaven.