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Portrait of George Whitefield George Whitefield The works of the Reverend George Whitefield… (1771)

If I know any thing of my heart, I care not how the old man be crucified and cut to pieces, so that I may put on the new man, which is created after God in righteousness and true holiness. Blessed be the free, rich, and sovereign grace of our glorious Redeemer! who has begun the good work in my soul. Great, very great things hath Jesus done for me, a worthless worm: but I see infinitely greater things lying before me. There is an inexhaustible fulness in Jesus Christ, out of which I hope to draw to the endless ages of eternity. O the meekness, the love, purity and holiness, that is in Jesus.
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Portrait of George Whitefield George Whitefield The works of the Reverend George Whitefield… (1771)

This, Madam, is the faith that you have so often heard me preach, and of which I pray God you may be a partaker. Though you have it not yet, you need not despair; God will give it to all who sincerely ask of him. It is true, Madam, that not many mighty are called; but it is not your riches shall keep you from heaven if you truly believe on the Lord Jesus. Faith in him will enable you to overcome the world, and cause you even to triumph over the lust of the eye and the pride of life. Faith will set you above the fear of man, and enable you to rejoice in being accounted a fool for Christ’s sake.
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Portrait of George Whitefield George Whitefield The works of the Reverend George Whitefield… (1771)

May God preserve us from falling out in our way to heaven! The world and the devil are united against us; O that we could all unite against them! “God is love, and he that dwelleth in love, dwelleth in God.” I long to have all narrow-spiritedness taken out of my heart. Jesus is able to deliver me. His blood is Almighty. I trust I shall not rest, ’till I have felt the full power of it in my soul. Blessed be God, I am still carried on from conquering to conquer. Jesus causes me to triumph in every place. I desire to lie as a poor sinner at his feet, and to cry, Grace! grace!
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