If a man teach uprightly and walk crookedly, more will fall down in the night of his life than he built in the day of his doctrine.

The choicest believers, who are assuredly freed from the condemning power of sin, ought yet to make it their business all their days to mortify the indwelling power of sin.

He who finds not opposition from sin, and who sets not himself in every particular to its mortification, is at peace with it, not dying to it.

I do not understand how a man can be a true believer, in whom sin is not the greatest burden, sorrow and trouble.

That wisdom which cannot teach me that God is love, shall ever pass for folly.

The love of God is like himself – equal, constant, not capable of augmentation or diminution; our love is like ourselves – unequal, increasing, waning, growing, declining. His, like the sun, always the same in its light, though a cloud may sometimes interpose; ours, as the moon, has its enlargements and straightenings.

We admit no faith to be justifying, which is not itself and in its own nature a spiritually vital principle of obedience and good works.