Oh how rich the grace which supplies us so continually, and does not refrain itself because of our ingratitude! The golden shower never ceases, the cloud of blessing always tarries above our habitation. Oh, Lord Jesus, we wish to bow at your feet, conscious of our utter inability to do anything without you, and in every favour which we are privileged to receive, we wish to adore your blessed name and acknowledge your inexhaustible love.

– Charles Spurgeon; Mornings and Evenings with Spurgeon; July 16 – Morning