22 Quotes by Henry Martyn

The impious man, who sells his country's freedom Makes all the guilt of tyranny his own. His are her slaughters, her oppressions his; Just heav'n! reserve your choicest plagues for him, And blast the venal wretch.

God and eternal things are my only pleasure.

My soul, alas, needs these uneasinesses in outward things, to be driven to take refuge in God.

Now let me burn out for God.

Since I have known God in a saving manner, painting, poetry, and music have had charms unknown to me before. I have received what I suppose is a taste for them, or religion has refined my mind and made it susceptible of impressions from the sublime and beautiful. O, how religion secures the heightened enjoyment of those pleasures which keep so many from God, by their becoming a source of pride!

Even if I should never see a native converted, God may design by my patience and continuance in the Word to encourage future missionaries.

Let me burn out for God. After all, whatever God may appoint, prayer is the great thing. Oh, that I might be a man of prayer!

The power of gentleness is irresistible.

I am immortal until God's work for me to do is done. The Lord reigns.