When I have found intense pain relieved, a weary brain soothed, and calm refreshing sleep obtained by a cigar, I have felt grateful to God, and have blessed His name.

If the professed convert distinctly and deliberately declares that he knows the Lord's will, but does not mean to attend to it, you are not to pamper his presumptions, but it is your duty to assure him that he is not saved.

As sure as God puts His children in the furnace of affliction, He will be with them in it.

Salvation is all grace, which means, free, gratis, for nothing.

Above all I commend the study of Christ. Let Him be your library.

I know nothing that can so comfort the soul, so calm the swelling billows of grief and sorrow, so speak peace to the winds of trial, as a devout musing upon the subject of the Godhead.

I THINK the moments we are nearest to heaven are those we spend at the Lord’s table.