Had I a hundred hands, I could employ them all. The harvest is very great. I am ashamed I can do no more for him who has done so much for me.

O turn to Him [Jesus Christ], turn in a sense of your own unworthiness, and be not faithless, but believing.

Though they have a Christ in their heads, they have no Christ in their hearts.

Dare, dare, my dear brethren in Christ, to follow the Captain of your salvation, who was made perfect through sufferings

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

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.

O my brethren, my heart is enlarge towards you. I trust I feel something of that hidden, but powerful presence of Christ, whilst I am preaching to you.