Oh that I could have the cross painted on my eyeballs, that I could not see anything except through the medium of my Savior’s passion!

Now' is the watchword of the wise.

The vendors of flowers in the streets of London are wont to commend them to customers by crying: "All a blowing and a growing." It would be no small praise to Christians if we could say as much for them.

I am not superstitious, but the first time I saw this medal, bearing the venerated likeness of John Calvin, I kissed it, imagining that no one saw the action. I was very greatly surprised when I received this magnificent present, which shall be passed round for your inspection. On the one side is John Calvin with his visage worn by disease and deep thought, and on the other side is a verse fully applicable to him: 'He endured, as seeing Him who is invisible.'

Every time I open my Bible I will read it as the Word of 'God, that cannot lie;' and when I get a promise or a threatening, I will either rejoice or tremble because I know that these stand fast.

I cannot conceive of a greater wounding of the heart of Christ than to pay reverence to anything in the shape of a cross, or to bow before a crucifix!

Anything which you have in this world, which you do not consecrate to Christ's cause, you do rob the Lord of.