It does not spoil your happiness to confess your sin. The unhappiness is in not making the confession.

I do not know if there is a more dreadful word in the English language than that word "lost."

When you see a man with a great deal of religion displayed in his shop window, you may depend upon it he keeps a very small stock of it within.

If any man thinks ill of you, do not be angry with him, for you are worse than he thinks you to be.

When thou diest, thy soul will be tormented alone; that will be a hell for it, but at the day of judgment they body will join thy soul, and then thou wilt have twin hells, thy soul sweating drops of blood, and thy body suffused with agony. In fire exactly like that which we have on earth thy body will lie, asbestos-like, forever unconsumed, all they veins roads for the feet of pain to travel on, every nerve a string on which the devil shall forever play his diabolical tune of 'Hell's Unutterable Lament'.

Oh, to have “the word of Christ” always dwelling inside of us;-in the memory, never forgotten; in the heart, always loved; in the understanding, really grasped; with all the powers and passions of the mind fully submitted to its control!

Do not look to your hope, but to Jesus, the Source of your hope.