The spirit of prayer is more precious than treasures of gold and silver.
The law, instead of cleansing the heart from sin, doth revive it, put strength into, and increase it in the soul, even as it doth discover and forbid it, for it doth not give power to subdue.
I seek a place that can never be destroyed, one that is pure, and that fadeth not away, and it is laid up in heaven, and safe there, to be given, at the time appointed, to them that seek it with all their heart. Read it so, if you will, in my book.
Thou art beaten that thou mayest be better.
Dark clouds bring waters, when the bright bring none.
He hath given me rest by His sorrow, and life by His death.
The same yesterday, today, and forever.
Riches and power, what is there more in the world? For money answereth all things-that is, all but soul concerns. It can neither be a price for souls while here, nor can that, with all the forces of strength, recover one out of hell fire.
Therefore, I bind these lies and slanderous accusations to my person as an ornament; it belongs to my Christian profession to be vilified, slandered, reproached and reviled, and since all this is nothing but that, as God and my conscience testify, I rejoice in being reproached for Christ’s sake.
I found it hard work now to pray to God, because despair was swallowing me up.
A comely sight indeed it is to see, a world of blossoms on an apple tree.
Nothing can hurt you except sin; nothing can grieve me except sin; nothing can defeat you except sin. Therefore, be on your guard, my Mansoul.
This hill though high I covent ascend; The difficulty will not me offend; For I perceive the way of life lies here. Come, pluck up, heart; let’s neither faint nor fear.
Prayer is an ordinance of God, that must continue with a soul so long as it is on this side glory.
His love is what makes us live, love, sing, and praise forever.
I come from the Town of Stupidity; it lieth about four degrees beyond the City of Destruction.
The heart, when broken, is like sweet gums and spices when beaten; for as such cast their fragrant scent into the nostrils of men, so the heart, when broken, casts its sweet smell into the nostrils of God.
Man indeed is the most noble, by creation, of all the creatures in the visible World; but by sin he has made himself the most ignoble.
Old truths are always new to us, if they come with the smell of heaven upon them.
I was never out of my Bible.