Samuel Rutherford
Samuel Rutherford
Rev Prof Samuel Rutherfordwas a Scottish Presbyterian pastor, theologian and author, and one of the Scottish Commissioners to the Westminster Assembly...
NationalityScottish
ProfessionTheologian
wind heaven soul
The hope of heaven under troubles is like wind and sails to the soul.
lying thinking pearls
See that you buy the field where the Pearl is; sell all, and make a purchase of salvation. Think it not easy: for it is a steep ascent to eternal glory: many are lying dead by the way, slain with security.
reformation
Many are friends to the success of reformation, not to reformation.
blessed sins-not wrath
Keep God's covenant in your trials; hold you by His blessed word, and sin not; flee anger, wrath, grudging, envying, fretting; forgive a hundred pence to your fellow-servant, because your Lord hath forgiven you ten thousand talents: for, I assure you by the Lord, your adversaries shall get no advantage against you, except you sin, and offend your Lord, in your sufferings.
grace infinite hell
Millions of hells of sinners cannot come near to exhaust infinite grace.
evil down-and graves
We take nothing to the grave with us, but a good or evil conscience... It is true, terrors of conscience cast us down; and yet without terrors of conscience we cannot be raised up again.
courage wind venture
My dear friend, venture to take the wind on your face for Christ.
christian patience soul
Show yourself a Christian by suffering without murmuring. In patience possess your soul - they lose nothing who gain Christ.
adversity half christ
Well's them who are under crosses, and Christ says to them, "Half Mine."
christian blessing race
When the race is ended, and the play is either won or lost, and ye are in the utmost circle and border of time, and shall put your foot within the march of eternity, all the good things of your short nightdream shall seem to you like ashes of a blaze of thorns or straw.
rose may lilies
The good Husbandman may pluck His rose & gather in His lily.
christian dream flower
I perceive we postpone all our joys of Christ, till He and we be in our own house above, thinking that there is nothing of it here to be sought or found, but only hope and fair promises; and that Christ will give us nothing here but tears, sadness, crosses; and that we shall never feel the smell of the flowers of that high garden of paradise above, till we come there. Nay, but I find it possible to find young glory, and a young green paradise of joy even here. We dream of hunger in Christ's house, while we are here, although He alloweth feasts to all the bairns within God's household.
tree grace speak
Grace will ever speak for itself and be fruitful in well-doing; the sanctified, cross is a fruitful tree.
christian taste christ
There is nothing that will make you a Christian indeed, but a taste of the sweetness of Christ.