Without Christ there is no hope.

Charles Spurgeon

Charles Spurgeon

Profession: Preacher
Nationality: British

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Many men owe the grandeur of their lives to their tremendous difficulties.

There are some Christian people who taste and see and enjoy religion in their own souls, and who get at a deeper knowledge of it than books can ever give them, though they should search all their days.

There are some people who need to wear a label round their necks to show that they are Christians at all, or else we might mistake them for sinners, their actions are so like those of the ungodly.

The wounds of calumny, the reproaches of the proud, the venom of the bigoted, the treachery of the false, and the weakness of the true, we have known in our measure; and therein have had communion with our Lord Jesus.

There is such a thing as 'thanks-feeling' - feeling thankful. This ought to be the general, universal spirit of the Christian.

We do not wish to enter Heaven until our work is done, for it would make us uneasy if there were one single soul left to be saved by our means.

'You are no saint,' says the devil. Well, if I am not, I am a sinner, and Jesus Christ came into the world to save sinners. Sink or swim, I go to Him; other hope, I have none.

To every soul that knows how to pray, to every soul that by faith comes to Jesus, the true mercy seat, divine sovereignty wears no dark and terrible aspect but is full of love.

If in prayer I come before a throne of grace, the faults of my prayer will be overlooked.

Humility is to make a right estimate of one's self.

O God, we praise Thee for keeping us till this day, and for the full assurance that Thou wilt never let us go.

Sometimes, if you begin to sing in a halfhearted mood, you can sing yourself up the ladder. Singing will often make the heart rise.

We object not to the narration of the deeds of our unregenerate condition, but to the mode in which it is too often done. Let sin have its monument, but let it be a heap of stones cast by the hands of execration - not a mausoleum erected by the hands of affection.

Free will carried many a soul to hell, but never a soul to heaven.