Sin is bad in the eye, worse in the tongue, worse still in the heart, but worst of all in the life.

The sovereignty of God is that golden sceptre in his hand by which he will make all bow, either by his word or by his works, by his mercies or by his judgements.

Our sins are debts that none can pay but Christ. It is not our tears, but His blood; it is not our sighs, but His sufferings, that can testify for our sins. Christ must pay all, or we are prisoners forever.

That sorrow for sin that keeps the soul from looking towards the mercy seat is a sinful sorrow.

Humility makes a man richer than other men, and it makes a man judge himself the poorest among men.

There is great danger, yea many times most danger, in the smallest sins... Greater sins do sooner startle the soul, and awaken and rouse up the soul to repentance, than lesser sins do. Little sins often slide into the soul, and breed, and work secretly and undiscernibly in the soul, till they come to be so strong, as to trample upon the soul and to cut the throat of the soul.

Sin may rebel, but it shall never reign in any saint.