My God! my time is in Thine hands. Should it please Thee to lengthen my life, and complete, as Thou hast begun, the work of blanching my locks, grant me grace to wear them as a crown of unsullied honor.

My God, give me neither poverty nor riches; but whatsoever it may be Thy will to give, give me with it a heart which knows humbly to acquiesce in what is Thy will.

If he who has little wit needs a master to inform his stupidity, he who has much frequently needs ten to keep in check his worldly wisdom, which might otherwise, like a high-mettled charger, toss him to the ground.

O, my God! withhold from me the wealth to which tears and sighs and curses cleave. Better none at all than wealth like that.

The whole of Christianity is comprised in three things--to believe, to love, and to obey Jesus. These are things, however, which we must be learning all our life.

It is self-love and its offspring self-deception, which shut the gates of heaven, and lead men, as if in a delicious dream, to hell.

Never have I greater reason for suspicion that when I am particularly pleased with myself, my faith, my progress, and my alms.