The preacher's work is to throw sinners down into utter helplessness that they may be compelled to look up to Him Who alone can help them.

I would not have you exchange the gold of individual Christianity for the base metal of Christian Socialism.

We fear not God because of any compulsion; our faith is no fetter, our profession is no bondage, we are not dragged to holiness, nor driven to duty. No, our piety is our pleasure, our hope is our happiness, our duty is our delight.

The iron bolt...mysteriously fastens the door of hope and holds our spirits in a gloomy prison.

I do not believe in an atonement which is admirably wide, but fatally ineffectual.

Time, how short-eternity, how long! Death, how brief-immortali ty, how endless!

You will never know the fullness of Christ until you know the emptiness of everything but Christ.