We are forgiven, that we may be like Him who forgives us.

We are forgiven, that we may be like Him who forgives us.

Thy way, not mine, O Lord, however dark it be; lead me by thine own hand; choose out the path for me.

In religion faith does not spring out of feeling, but feeling out of faith. The less we feel the more we should trust. We cannot feel right till we have believed.

Uncertainty as to our relationship to God is one of the most enfeebling and dispiriting of things. It makes a man heartless. It takes the pith out of him. He cannot fight; he cannot run. He is easily dismayed, and gives way. He can do nothing for God.

The gospel is the proclamation of free love; the revelation of the boundless charity of God. Nothing less than this will suit our world; nothing else is so likely to touch the heart, to go down to the lowest depths of depraved humanity, as the assurance that the sinner has been loved -- loved by God, loved with a righteous love, loved with a free love that makes no bargain as to merit, or fitness, or goodness.

I came to Jesus as I was, weary and worn and sad; I found in Him a resting place, and he has made me glad.