Let me revel in this one thought: before God made the heavens and the earth, He set His love upon me.

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

Men are in a restless pursuit after satisfaction and earthly things. They have no forethought for their eternal state, the present hour absorbs them. They turn to another and another of earth's broken cisterns, hoping to find water, where not a drop was ever discovered yet.

Nothing binds me to my Lord like a strong belief in His changeless love.

You are engaged in a work so spiritual, so far above all human power, that to forget the Spirit is to ensure defeat.

Prayer sweeps the battlefield, slays the enemy, and buries the bones.

Fine music without devotion is but a splendid garment upon a corpse.