I Never Saw A Fruit-bearing Christian Who

We Are Not Fountains Ourselves; But The Word Of God Is The True Fountain.

He Is The Rock, His Work Is Perfect: For All His Ways Are Judgment: A God Of Truth And Without Iniquity, Just And Right Is He.

When God Wants To Move A Mountain, He Does Not Take A Bar Of Iron, But He Takes A Little Worm. The Fact Is, We Have Too Much Strength. We Are Not Weak Enough. It Is Not Our Strength That We Want. One Drop Of God's Strength Is Worth More Than All The World.

He That Overcometh Shall Inherit All Things. God Has No Poor Children.

It May Be That At This Moment Every Battlement Of Heaven Is Alive With The Redeemed. There Is A Sainted Mother Watching For Her Daughter. Have You No Response To That Long Hushed Voice Which Has Prayed For You So Often? And For You, Young Man, Are There No Voices There That Have Prayed For You? And Are There None Whom You Promised Once To Meet Again, If Not On Earth, In Heaven?