I have just put my soul as a blank into the hand of Jesus, my Redeemer, and desired Him to write on it what He pleases; I know it will be His image.

As for the extraordinary operations of the Holy Ghost, such as working of miracles, or speaking with divers kinds of tongues, they are long since ceased.

Pray that I may be very little in my own eyes, and not rob my dear Master of any part of his glory.

The reason why the Son of God took upon him our nature was, the fall of our first parents.

Whole days and weeks have I spent prostrate on the ground in silent or vocal prayer.

Let the name of Whitefield perish, but Christ be glorified

I offer you salvation this day; the door of mercy is not yet shut, there does yet remain a sacrifice for sin, for all that will accept of the Lord Jesus Christ. He will embrace you in the arms of His love.