Pray often, for prayer is a shield to the soul, a sacrifice to God, and a scourge for Satan.

The spirit of prayer is more precious than treasures of gold and silver.

The heart, when broken, is like sweet gums and spices when beaten; for as such cast their fragrant scent into the nostrils of men, so the heart, when broken, casts its sweet smell into the nostrils of God.

Men, even the elect, have too many infirmities to come to Christ without help from heaven; inviting will not do.

Christ is the desire of nations, the joy of angels, the delight of the Father. What solace then must that soul be filled with, that has the possession of Him to all eternity!

I come from the Town of Stupidity; it lieth about four degrees beyond the City of Destruction.

I was never out of my Bible.