There is no fatigue so wearisome as that which comes from lack of work.

To pretend to trust Christ to save you from sin while you are still determined to continue in it is making a mockery of Christ.

I do not know if there is a more dreadful word in the English language than that word "lost."

Repentance and faith are distasteful to the unregenerate; they would sooner repeat a thousand formal prayers than shed a solitary tear of true repentance.

If Christ has died for me, ungodly as I am, without strength as I am, then I cannot live in sin any longer. I must arouse myself to love and serve Him who has redeemed me. I cannot trifle with the evil that killed my best Friend. I must be holy for His sake. How can I live in sin when He has died to save me from it?

There is no other place where the heart should be so free as before the mercy seat. There, you can talk out your very soul, for that is the best prayer that you can present. Do not ask for what some tell you that you should ask for, but for that which you feel the need of, that which the Holy Spirit has made you to hunger and to thirst for, you ask for that.

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