No Man Can Resolve Himself Into Heaven.

Every Time You Walk A Mile To Church And Carry A Bible With You, You Preach A Sermon A Mile Long.

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?

I Never Yet Have Known The Spirit Of God To Work Where The Lord's People Were Divided.

We May Sing Our Hymns And Psalms, And Offer Prayers, But They Will Be An Abomination To God, Unless We Are Willing To Be Thoroughly Straightforward In Our Daily Life.

Many A Professing Christian Is A Stumbling-block Because His Worship Is Divided. On Sunday He Worships God; On Weekdays God Has Little Or No Place In His Thoughts.