88 Quotes About Christ

In religion our only hope is to live a life good enough to require God to bless us, so every instance of sin and repentance is therefore traumatic, unnatural and threatening. Only under great duress do religious people admit they have sinned, because their only hope is their moral goodness. In the Gospel the knowledge of our acceptance in Christ makes it easier to admit that we are flawed, because we know we won't be cast off if we confess the true depths of our sinfulness. Our hope is in Christ's righteousness, not our own, so it is not as traumatic to admit our weaknesses and lapses.

Christ counts it his honor, that he is a king of a willing people, and not of slaves.

If we then let the words of Christ abide in us, they will stir us up in prayer.

A man can accept what Christ has done without knowing how it works: indeed, he certainly would not know how it works until he has accepted it.

It seems to me, as time goes on, that the only thing that is worth seeking for is to know and to be known by Christ -- a privilege open alone to the childlike, who, with receptivity, guilelessness, and humility, move Godward.

In the maxims of the law, God is seen as the rewarder of perfect righteousness and the avenger of sin. But in Christ, His face shines out, full of grace and gentleness to poor, unworthy sinners.

It is now agreed as a mere question of anthropology that the universal language of the human soul has always been "I perish with hunger." This is what fits it for Christ. There is grandeur in this cry from the depths which makes its very unhappiness sublime.

I see Christ's heart yearning over poor sinners--not poor sinners' hearts yearning after Christ.

The Bible is the cradle wherein Christ is laid.

Our knowledge of God is paradoxically not of him as the object of our scrutiny, but of ourselves as utterly dependent on his saving and merciful knowledge of us. It is in proportion, as we are known to him that we find our real being and identity in Christ. We know him in and through ourselves in so far as his truth is the source of our being and his merciful love is the very heart of our life and existence.

Being in Christ, it is safe to forget the past; it is possible to be sure of the future; it is possible to be diligent in the present.

God has set us in His Son, hidden us in Him. As Moses was put into the cleft of the rock, so God has put us into Christ.

The tribulation period is seven years, and when the signing of the covenant occurs, people who know the Bible and take it literally will know that, seven years later, Christ is going to come in His power and glory.

The two poles could sooner meet, than the love of Christ and the love of the world.

The book of Revelation says that we no longer need the sun or the moon, for Christ is the light of the world.

The Self-Existent comes into being, the Uncreated is created, that which cannot be contained is contained.

Although Christ was God, He took flesh; and having been made man, He remained what He was, God.

Hunger and longing for Christ hath brought on such a necessity of enjoying Christ that I will not, I do not want him; for I cannot master nor command Christ's love.

Christ is not a reservoir but a spring. His life is continual, active and ever passing on with an outflow as necessary as its inflow. If we do not perpetually draw the fresh supply from the living Fountain, we shall either grow stagnant or empty, It is, therefore, not so much a perpetual fullness as a perpetual filling.

Christ is the humility of God embodied in human nature; the Eternal Love humbling itself, clothing itself in the garb of meekness and gentleness, to win and serve and save us.

Christ puts Himself at the head of the mystic march of the generations; and, like the mysterious angel that Joshua saw in the plain by Jericho, makes the lofty claim, "Nay, but as the captain of the Lord's host am I come up."

The revelation of Christ, for which our souls thirst, thrills us increasingly as we more clearly understand who He is in all His fullness and what He accomplished to reconcile us to Himself.

Christ allows His money to be taken from Him, but never His sheep.

Christ is the humility of God embodied in human nature; the Eternal Love humbling itself, clothing itself in the garb of meekness and gentleness, to win and serve and save us.

Safe?' said Mr. Beaver. 'Who said anything about safe? 'Course he isn't safe, but he's good. He's the King, I tell you.'

A creed is the road or street. It is very good as far as it goes, but if it doesn't take us to Christ it is worthless.

I am glad there is no such thing as "chance," that nothing is left to itself, but that Christ everywhere has sway.

In the total expanse of human life there is not a single square inch of which the Christ, who alone is sovereign, does not declare, 'That is mine!'

Christ puts Himself at the head of the mystic march of the generations; and, like the mysterious angel that Joshua saw in the plain by Jericho, makes the lofty claim, "Nay, but as the captain of the Lord's host am I come up."

Life depends upon contact with Life. It cannot spring up out of itself. It cannot develop out of anything that is not Life. There is no Spontaneous Generation in religion any more than in Nature. Christ is the source of Life in the Spiritual World; and he that hath the Son hath Life, and he that hath not the Son, whatever else he may have, hath not Life.

Division has done more to hide Christ from the view of men than all the infidelity that has ever been spoken.

Christ will bear no equal, and Satan no superior; and therefore, hold in with both thou canst not.

In the total expanse of human life there is not a single square inch of which the Christ, who alone is sovereign, does not declare, 'That is mine!'

Whom should we love, if not Him who loved us, and gave himself for us?

I have had to make a cross of two logs, and lie down on it, to show the Indians what it means to crucify a man.

The historicity of Christ is as axiomatic for an unbiased historian as the historicity of Julius Caesar.

As the kernel of old humanity, Noah and his family, was once contained in the ark, which was tossed upon the waves of the deluge; so the kernel of the new humanity, of the new creation, Christ and His Apostles, in the little ship.