“it seemed as if hell were put into His cup; He seized it, and at one tremendous draught of love, He drank damnation dry.” — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
He is not humanity deified. He is not Godhead humanized. He is God. He is man. He is all that God is, and all… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
Lord, send Your life throughout the entire church. Visit Your church; restore sound doctrine and holy, earnest living. Take away from professing Christians their love of frivolities, their attempts to meet the world on it's own ground, and give back the old love of the doctrines of the Cross and Christ. May free grace and dying love again be the… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share
Christ came to bring healing to those who are spiritually sick-you say that you are perfectly well, so you must go your own way… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
Who among you today is doing the most for your Master's kingdom? I will tell you. Lend me a spiritual thermometer by which I… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
I do not know when I am more perfectly happy than when I am weeping for sin at the foot of the cross. — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
Light physical is said by Solomon to be sweet, but gospel light is infinitely more precious, for it reveals eternal things, and ministers to… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
If you are to go to Christ, do not put on your good doings and feelings, or you will get nothing. Go in your… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
Don't you know that day dawns after night, showers displace drought, and spring and summer follow winter? Then, have hope! Hope forever, for God… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
“A mother can translate baby-talk: she comprehends incomprehensible noises. Even so doth our Father in heaven know all about our poor baby talk, for… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
God is our portion, Christ our companion, the Spirit our Comforter, Earth our lodge, and Heaven is our home. — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
Jesus poured out his soul in life before he poured it out unto death — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
