As I was walking in the fields, the thought came over me with almost overwhelming power, that every one of my flock must soon be in heaven or hell. Oh how I wished that I had a tongue like thunder, that I might make all hear; or that I had a frame like iron, that I might visit every one and say, Escape for thy life! Ah sinner! You little know how I fear that you will lay the blame of your damnation at my door.
Robert Murray M'CheyneI tell you, brethren, if mercies and if judgments do not convert you, God has no other arrows in His quiver.
Robert Murray M'Cheyne