O believing brethren! What an instrument is this which God hath put into your hands! Prayer moves Him that moves the universe.

You will never find Jesus so precious as when the world is one vast howling wilderness. Then he is like a rose blooming in the midst of the desolation, a rock rising above the storm.

You will be incomplete Christians if you do not look for the coming again of the Lord Jesus

Even in the wildest storms the sky is not all dark; and so in the darkest dealings of God with His children, there are always some bright tokens for good.

O believing brethren! What an instrument is this which God hath put into your hands! Prayer moves Him that moves the universe.

I never see a sign Licensed to sell spirits without thinking that it is a license to ruin souls.

It is not great talents God blesses so much as great likeness to Jesus. A holy minister is an awful weapon in the hand of God.