We are all men, feeble, frail, and apt to faint.

We are not called to proclaim philosophy and metaphysics, but the simple gospel. Man's fall, his need of a new birth, forgiveness through atonement, and salvation as the result of faith, these are our battle-ax and weapons of war.

Prayer is the lisping of the believing infant, the shout of the fighting believer, the requiem of the dying saint falling asleep in Jesus.

I do not believe that any man can preach the gospel who does not preach the Law. The Law is the needle, and you cannot draw the silken thread of the gospel through a man’s heart unless you first send the needle of the Law to make way for it.

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

Ah, Lord Jesus! I never knew Your love till I understood the meaning of Your death.

The fact is, we sometimes read Scripture, thinking of what it ought to say, rather than what it does say.