My trust is not that I am holy, but that being unholy, he is my righteousness.

A Jesus who never wept could never wipe away my tears.

The Christian life is very much like climbing a hill of ice. You cannot slide up, nay, you have to cut every step with an ice axe; only with incessant labor in cutting and chipping can you make any progress... If you want to know how to backslide, leave off going forward. Cease going upward and you will go downward of necessity. You can never stand still.

I do not think the devil cares how many churches you build, if only you have lukewarm preachers and people in them.

My brethren, do you believe in the Holy Ghost?...Have we such a reliance upon the Holy Ghost? Do we believe that, at this moment, He can clothe us with power, even as He did the apostles at Pentecost? Do we believe that, under our preaching, by His energy a thousand might be born in a day?

Prayer sweeps the battlefield, slays the enemy, and buries the bones.

The disciples of a patient Saviour should be patient themselves.