The best of men are only men at their very best. Patriarchs, prophets, and apostles, - martyrs, fathers, reformers, puritans, - all are sinners, who need a Savior: holy, useful, honorable in their place - but sinners after all.

We must wrestle earnestly in prayer, like men contending with a deadly enemy for life.

The harvest of the Lord’s field is seldom ripened by sunshine only. It must go through its days of wind, rain and storm.

One single soul saved shall outlive and outweigh all the kingdoms of the world.

We have the truth and we need not be afraid to say so.

What you think now about the cross of Christ, I cannot tell; but I can wish you nothing better than this - that you may be able to say with the apostle Paul, before you die or meet the Lord, 'God forbid that I should glory, save in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ.'

Do something, by God’s help, to make heaven more full and hell more empty.