The provisions of Christ's gospel appear mean and scanty to the world, yet they satisfy all that feed on him in their hearts by faith with thanksgiving.

It ought to be the business of every day to prepare for our last day.

Men may die like lambs and yet have their place forever with the goats.

A modest dress is a very good thing, if it be the genuine indication of a humble heart, and is to instruct; but it is a bad thing if it be the hypocritical disguise of a proud ambitious heart, and is to deceive. Let men be really as good as they seem to be, but not seem to be better than really they are.

You may as soon find a living man who does not breathe, as a living Christian who does not pray.

A man that is endued with the powers of reason, by which he is capable of knowing, serving, glorifying, and enjoying his Maker, and yet lives without God in the world, is certainly the most despicable and the most miserable animal under the sun.

May Christ be our joy, our confidence, our all. May we daily be made more like to Him, and more devoted to His service.