PRIDE & HUMILITY
Charles Simeon, "There is no principle in the heart more adverse to the peace and happiness of mankind, than pride!"
Who makes you different from anyone else?It has such an amazing appetite that it can feed both on grace and garbage!
We have been admiring our vile selves
Can you think of all this, and still be proud
High, supercilious thoughts of yourselves!
Do not be proud of your fine feathers!
The most hidden, secret, and deceitful of all lusts
The mother and mistress of all the sins!
The most secret, subtle, and insinuating of all sins!!
A holy man will follow after humility
Deeply rooted in the heart of fallen man!
The only suitable dress for a saved sinner
How can I flaunt myself proudly?
The poor worm is secretly indulging self-applause!
As many heads as Hydra, as many lives as a cat!
Christ is exalted—and Self is abased
Pride cannot live beneath the cross
Selfishness withers and dies beneath Calvary
Everything short of Hell—is a mercy
Of all sins, it is the most secret, subtle and insinuating
If you are not as wicked as others
To an angel's eye, it must be the ugliest thing on earth
It is only the humble who can feel the value of a Savior
As many heads as a Hydra—and as many lives as a cat
Nothing is so subtle, so secret, so insinuating
Vain-glory, self-delight and pride
That monstrous creature within us
A proud sinner fighting against a holy God
The worst viper in the human heart
Are you seeking great things for yourself?
The garment which the Savior always wore!
It cleaves to us like our skin
To nourish a serpent in the bosom!
God's view of Pride and Humility
They tempt the devil to fall in love with them
It is a creature of many lives
You will have a much lower opinion of yourself
Pride, that ancient sin, creeps into our hearts like a serpent
A tumor and swelling in the mind
Proud, dogmatic, and self-important
That man will never be a proud man!
The rarest and most beautiful of graces
They influence us more than we can imagine
Stripped of his peacock feathers
It is mercy that he is out of Hell
All are more or less deeply infected with it
A common, old, subtle, and most soul ruining sin
It will even make the cross of Christ—a pedestal on which to erect its deformed visage
Is any spot too low for me to creep into and lie in?
The very first letter in the alphabet of Christianity
It pulls down the plumes of his pride
He is tossed from vanity to vanity
A vile, creeping, insinuating thing, which will twist itself like a serpent into our hearts!
Building monuments to yourself
He must increase—but I must decrease
The soil where graces thrive best
It is nothing else but human folly
A proud sinner and a humble Savior
The great master-scar of the soul
Thousands imagine that they are humble
The highest grace that can adorn the Christian character
The flattery of his brethren is distasteful to him
The foulest filth under the cleanest cloak
The wretched worm of the earth!
The strong man sinks down into a babe
The drop of water—and a giant being
The idol SELF must be dethroned
The most incongruous of all things
Man—that puny worm of the dust
When a proud heart meets with flattering lips
The parent of numberless sins?
Low in the deep valley of humility
The queen of the Christian graces
It will engraft itself upon our holy things
But how shall we attain this humble frame of spirit?
Behold my talents, my eloquence, and my zeal
The first lesson of a Christian
When men have ridden the high horse
To keep me from getting puffed up
"By the grace of God I am what I am."
That hideous idol SELF in his little shrine
There is a 'boasting bump' on all our heads?
O what a way of learning religion
A heap of ostentatious service
Pride, worldliness, and covetousness
A vile, creeping, serpentine thing...
The less you think of yourselves—the more will you esteem Christ
Do you seek you great things for yourself?
Who shall have the glory—the worm or Jesus?
What a sin-killing, self-abasing sight
A filthy, stinking bag of worms
This disclosure is revolting to our pride
The idol, SELF, falls prostrate before Jesus Christ
Perhaps in the time of our humiliation
The image and reflection of Christ
If Mr. Pride gets a wound in the head
A mass of pollution,
a den of filthiness,
a seething mass of putrefactionThree steps in the Christian's life
Pride cannot live beneath the cross
Thousands imagine that they are humble
Pithy gems on Pride & Humility
When I die I shall then have my greatest grief and my greatest joy
The sin before us is a very old one
A flower that will adorn any garden
All the miseries, vexations, and complaints
Pride eats at the root of all happiness
The bane of all true godliness?
The greatest sinner that you know
The highest grace that can adorn the Christian character
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