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

A little faith will bring your soul to heaven; a great faith will bring heaven to your soul.

It is all ablaze with grateful adoration.

I am throwing all my good works overboard, and lashing myself to the plank of free grace; for I hope to swim to glory on it.

Too many people write their blessings in the sand but engrave their sorrows in marble

I believe that every particle of dust that dances in the sunbeam does not move an atom more or less than God wishes

The furnace of affliction is a good place for you, Christian; it benefits you; it helps you to become more like Christ, and it is fitting you for heaven.