The saints are sinners still. Our best tears need to be wept over, the strongest faith is mixed with unbelief, our most flaming love is cold compared with what Jesus deserves, and our intensest zeal still lacks the full fervor which the bleeding wounds and pierced heart of the crucified might claim at our hands. Our best things need a sin offering, or they would condemn us.

To receive the Word in the ear is one thing, and to receive Jesus into your very soul is quite another.

None but God would ever have thought of justifying me. I am a wonder to myself.

If you have no wish to bring others to heaven, you are not going there yourself.

Be dogmatically true, obstinately holy, immovably honest, desperately kind, fixedly upright.

Far better for a man that he had never been born than that he should degrade a pulpit into a show box to exhibit himself in.

It is not a matter of time so much as a matter of heart; if you have the heart to pray, you will find the time.