Birds sing on a bare bough; O, believer, canst not thou?

God has given no pledge which He will not redeem, and encouraged no hope which He will not fulfill.

You and your sins must separate or you and your God will never come together. No one sin may keep you; they must all be given up, they must be brought out like Canaanite kings from the cave and be hanged up in the sun.

The moment we glorify ourselves, since there is room for one glory only in the universe, we set ourselves up as rivals to the Most High.

If you give your soul up to anything earthly, whether it be the wealth, or the honours, or the pleasures of this world, you might as well hunt after the mirage of the desert or try to collect the mists of the morning, or to store up for yourself the clouds of the sky, for all these things are passing away.

Remember, Christ's scholars must study upon their knees.

Whatever is your greatest joy and treasure, that is your god.