By Alexander Whyte
Little prayer,—little faith,—little Christ in the heart. Increasing prayer,—increasing faith,—increasing Christ in the heart.
Nothing silences, and subdues, and sanctifies our passions but prayer.
The Governor of heaven and earth is shut in with you, and you with Him; and be not in such a hurry to dismiss Him.
Every step you take out of an angry and wrathful heart, and out of a sour, sullen, and morose heart, and into a meek and peace-making heart; out of envy and uneasiness, and into admiration and honour: on the spot your heavenly Father will acknowledge and will reward you.
Prayer, at its best, is the noblest, the sublimest, the most magnificent, and stupendous act that any creature of God can perform on earth or in heaven.
Exercise, then, intentionally and seriously and on system your faith every day.
The love of Christ has no border: it has no shore; it has no bottom.
What a man loves, that that man is. What a man chooses out of a hundred offers, you are sure by that who and what that man is.
There are seasons in our lives when true prayer demands time, and place, and preparation, and solitude.
Self-knowledge is at the root of all real religious knowledge.
If you could see into the Charthouse of Heaven, you would see whole chambers full of nothing else but charts and maps of ejaculatory Prayer.
The world loves its own, that all men worship talent, while only one here and one there values moral character.
The best bulwark of faith is a good and honest heart.
You have all passion enough—far too much—in other things.
You are commanded to hope.
Leave not thy place. Keep firm on thy knees. Go back a second and a third time.
God’s truth and man’s goodness cannot dwell together in the same heart.
A man’s character does not have its seat or source in his body; character is not a physical thing.
Without self-knowledge you have no real root in yourselves.
Character comes up out of the will and out of the heart.
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