The work of God's Holy Spirit begins with bruising. In order to be saved, the fallow ground must be plowed up, the hard heart must be broken, the rock must be split apart.

Our misery is that we thirst so little for these sublime things, and so much for the mocking trifles of time and space.

It was God's word that made us; is it any wonder that His word should sustain us?

Dear friends, whenever you want to understand a text of Scripture, try to read the original

It is not faith in Christ that saves you (though faith is the instrument) - it is Christ's blood and merits.

Abhor all idea of being saved by good works, but O, be as full of good works as if you were to be saved by them!

I thought I could have leaped from earth to heaven at one spring when I first saw my sins drowned in the Redeemer's blood.