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

Friendship is one of the sweetest joys of life. Many might have failed beneath the bitterness of their trial had they not found a friend.

Some ministers would make good martyrs: they are so dry they would burn well.

It is well for us that, amidst all the variableness of life, there is One whom change cannot affect; One whose heart can never alter, and on whose brow mutability can make no furrows.

If I had only one more sermon to preach before I died, it would be about my Lord Jesus Christ. And I think that when we get to the end of our ministry, one of our regrets will be that we did not preach more of him.

...‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎never go to look on man till you have first looked on your God.

To-morrow even may bring the final reckoning.