The saved man is not a perfect man, but his heart's desire is to become perfect.

When you speak of heaven, let your face light up; let it be irradiated by a heavenly gleam; let your eyes shine with reflected glory. But when you speak of hell, your ordinary expression will do.

Atheism is a strange thing. Even the devils never fell into that vice.

It is all ablaze with grateful adoration.

Those who do not hope cannot wait; but if we hope for that we see not, then do we with patience wait for it.

This is now a covenant of pure grace; let no man attempt to mix works with it.

I bear my testimony that there is no joy to be found in all this world like that of sweet communion with Christ. I would barter all else there is of heaven for that. Indeed, that is heaven. As for the harps of gold and the streets like clear glass and the songs of seraphs and the shouts of the redeemed, one could very well give all these up, counting them as a drop in a bucket, if we might forever live in fellowship and communion with Jesus.