»There are some professing Christians who can speak of themselves in terms of admiration. Those who talk in such a boastful fashion most be constituted very differently from me. While they congratulating themselves, I have to lie humbly at the foot of the cross and marvel that I am saved at all.
I care nothing for what these boasters say concerning their own perfections. I am sure that they do not know themselves, or they could not talk as they often do. There is tinder enough in the saint who is nearest heaven to kindle another hell if God should permit a spark to fall on it. In the very best of men there is an infernal and infinite depth of depravity.
Some Christians never seem to find this out. I almost wish that they might not do so, for it is a painful discovery for anyone to make, but it has the beneficial effect of making us cease from trusting ourselves, and causing us to glory only in the Lord.«
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»Give me great sinners, to make great saints. They are glorious raw material for Grace to work upon!«
– C.H Spurgeon