The Trojan horse

My Father's eye

The devil's chessboard

A hazardous game

It is but a little sin

If a man carried a bag of gunpowder with him

We all have our Ashtareth

Better to rot in prison

Only slightly evil

If they cannot have a fresh dish from Satan's kitchen

There are 'Jebusites' in every Christian heart

We must hew our Agags to pieces!

All the devils in Hell, and all tempters on earth

Look at it—there is blood still upon the handle

They put the nickels and the pennies in the collection plate

A bird that is tied by a string

These poor swine!

A sin-expelling power over our lives

Reader, go near to that cross

Catch the little foxes

It is the only way in which I can ever kill it

A few, easy, or gentle strokes

This is the knife that cut the throat of your child

The tiny hair, the spark, the screw

The situation in which she died is instructive:

The old man yet lives

I would unmask the devil

From Delilah's lap—to Abraham's bosom

They are the willing, abject slaves of what is called amusement

You have gunpowder hearts

Temptations work for our good

Christ's presence—and sin's presence

We get entangled with some idol

A child can crush a serpent's egg

As you tear yourself from the encircling arms of the enchantress

Be thankful, my dear, that he treats you as his enemy!

There is a perilous progress in sin

A vexing vanity

Worse than the devil

It all started with a talking serpent!

Such likeness between men and swine

We are as moths near a burning candle

Every feature of this hideous monster

It seems to me that young ladies have many suitors for their hand

The greatness of the sin of gluttony

Do not pay too dear for a feast for worms

He took special pains to fetch them out, and hang them up

The devil's apple has a bitter core

Little Sins

This is the knife which cut the throat of your dear child

He and Bacchus were rolling in the gutter together

Nibbling at Satan's golden baits

Nursing a viper!

As if we saw two shining eyes looking on us out of the darkness

They could burn—but they could not turn

He welcomes them to Hell

There is enough tinder in the heart of the holiest of men, to light a fire that shall burn to the lowest Hell

Give the devil and sin an inch

Joseph saw God in the room

The temptation, and the opportunity

The harlot in your bosom

Buffeted by Satan's temptations

You shall not commit adultery

The golden bait

The Bitterness of Sin

Building nests in our hair!

Then she pounded the tent peg through his head

The most subtle, stubborn, and tenacious foe

Some secret sin has long been eating its way to the heart!

The eye gazes—the ear hearkens—the foot tarries—the heart desires—the hand takes—man falls

Who can come out of the battle alive?

All the sins of the saints

The crosses we make

The devil's jackals

The devil's draw-net

Oh that I could behold my bleeding Lord with a weeping eye

Crucify your sins

The old serpent is almost sure to be lurking in our path

Thomas Watson's choice quotes on affliction

Silently entwining their invisible threads into a cable

It is not always ugly

It is never safe to make pets of tigers!

They want to keep just as near to Sodom as possible!

David's terrible sin

I am the Devil—I am a deceiver I will lead you into Hell

We shall always find him at church

By every means she endeavored to entice him

No wonder if Satan get into the saddle

Not allowing the inclination to sin—and the opportunity to sin, to meet

A vulnerable heel

My subtlest and strongest enemies are within myself

So many traps to catch souls

This wretched state of sin and temptation

It pierces and winds itself into every corner and chink

Far better that the serpent should be discovered and brought out into the light of day

Killing lust

This will hold you back from a thousand evils

Lest Madam Bubble bewitch them with her vile suggestions

We are not ignorant of his schemes

Lost unregenerate men know nothing of this struggle

Satan warms himself at the fire

In the same ruthless way

The sword which wounds the red dragon

How do I mortify the flesh?

More dreadful than Hell

Like a ball and chain around his ankle

Hold your hand in this fire

Be acquainted with the whole range of sensual desires

They play with fire—and wonder why they are burned!


My old man

Two infamous strumpets

If the eye is once inflamed

Freedom from the dominion of sin

Not whom he may bite—but devour

Caterers for their lusts

A private back door to Hell

Dance and dine with the devil!

It would make him pull his hat over his eyes

Have you learned your lesson so badly?

All the devil's tricks

O you filthy creature

The consciousness of all our infirmities, our inward lusts, and our utter helplessness

Nibbling at Satan's golden baits

The Christian's compass and chart, by which he is steered safely over the tempestuous ocean of life

First she looked—and then she lusted

Look to the cross

These predominant sins

Linked together with adamantine chains

The flesh

Snares, gins, and traps

The cockatrice must be crushed

I would soon fall into gross sins

Distasteful temptations

Dead and dark seasons

He never misses a sermon

Our worst enemies

If this cockatrice is not crushed in the egg

Your Goliath lust

The deceitfulness of sin

Instead of lodging the lion and the leopard and the wolf

Sheep or swine?

Tempting, seductive, dangerous and ruinous

Our secret sins

The wiles of the devil

This lion of hell is ever hunting after his prey

I am growing worse every day

To damn them with delights

Cut it off!


Sin's sweetness and smiles

My greatest enemy

It kisses—and kills

But who is our greatest enemy?

Satan promises the best—but pays with the worst

I once learned a precious lesson from a little girl

The only weapon to fight sin with

He who walks by Scripture rule

Lord, I feel my own utter helplessness

Have you not brought this on yourselves?

This is the very knife that cut the throat of your child


Painted pleasures, sugared poisons, envenomed baits

Soul-killing plots, devices, stratagems & machinations

You shall be without fault

Were we left wholly in its hands

He hides the hook

The most treacherous enemy

That white devil

Sharp-edged tools

The poor creature went on eating the cheese

A man too big for temptations to conquer


Watch out

An excessive anxiety about the innocent things of this life

Some secret sin has long been eating its way to the heart

Keep yourselves out of the filthy puddle of this world

If God would forsake us

Beneath the cross of Jesus

The Leopard

Snares, traps, baits

O self Self

These Canaanites

All true sanctification

He never lacks an apple for an Eve

What a battlefield is the heart

The little foxes

Worm-eaten by secret sin

I am growing worse every day

Such a perpetual and unceasing conflict?

The best of saints

Sin, a little thing?

Save me, and I shall be saved

What are all the gilded toys of time?

Under the influence of strong temptation

We have wolves in our own hearts

The most poisonous serpents

All my sins and slips

Looking for some victim to devour

There are many tyrants

That restless, invisible, subtle, experienced enemy

What a treacherous foe dwells in our bosom

The slippery and insidious nature of vice

An apple in exchange for a paradise

Anxious care

Moral and spiritual parasites

It will come in at every chink and crevice

Can they beat back this monster to his filthy den?

Let us make thorough work of it

Is the young man safe?

Friend, can you understand my riddle?

O what a company of lusts

Sin for you

The sins and slips of the saints

One sin, trifled with—tampered with

The faults of great men

The slimy trail and the deadly venom of the serpent

The tempting worms hanging on the lips of the old serpent the devil

Eternity with all its magnitudes

Inbred sin?

I daily fail

This wily devil

The tyrant of the soul?

As a little helpless child

Every kind of sin

Avoid light, trifling professors of religion

Lascivious temptresses


The way to escape from the power of sin

The strong man sinks down into a babe


The path of spiritual declension

The more secret and delusive lusts?

Spiritual Joy

Watch against the master sins


Catch the foxes

The most dangerous of all

We shall always find him at Church

Watch out!

Satan's baits!

The Devil in sheep's clothing

The syren song of pleasure...

Sin shall be unmasked

The best course to prevent falling into the pit

Those spears that pierced Christ

He never misses a sermon or a prayer meeting!


How to Conquer Temptation


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