Praise Sermon Illustrations

Praise Sermon Illustrations

I can live for two months on a good compliment.—Mark Twain

Sigmund Freud once refused to attend a festival in his honor, remarking, "When someone abuses me I can defend myself; against praise I am defenseless."

Every person needs recognition. It is expressed cogently by the lad who says, "Mother, let's play darts. I'll throw the darts, and you say 'Wonderful!"

It is always a token of revival, it is said, when there is a revival of psalmody. When Luther's preaching began to tell upon men, you could hear ploughmen at the plough singing Luther's psalms. Whitefield and Wesley had never done the great work they did if it had not been for Charles Wesley's poetry, and for the singing of such men as Toplady, Scott, Newton, and many others of the same class. When your heart is full of Christ, you want to sing.—C. H. Spurgeon

(Eph. 5. 18-20; Col. 3. 16)

I'll praise my Maker with my breath,
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers.—Selected

"Not unto us, O Lord, not unto us,"
The praise or honor, power or glory be!
Our naked spirits bow in shame and dust,
And empty all our nothingness to Thee.

"Not unto us!"   Oh Lord of lords, supreme,
Whate'er we work, Thou workest; Thine the praise.
O wake us, cleanse us, light us with Thy beam,
And work in us, through us, to endless days.—Geo. Lansing Taylor

Three clergymen conversing, one said, "Give me praise for my preaching, because I like it." The second said, "Give me praise that I may give it to my Master." The third said, "Give my Master all the praise and let me not have any."—Selected

WIFE (complainingly)—"You never praise me up to any one."

HUB—"I don't, eh! You should hear me describe you at the intelligence office when I'm trying to hire a cook."

"What sort of a man is he?"

"Well, he's just what I've been looking for—a generous soul, with a limousine body."—Life.

One negro workman was overheard talking to another:

"I'se yoh frien'. I jest tole the fohman, when he say dat nigger Sam ain't fit to feed to de dawgs, why, I done spoke right up, an' tole him yoh shohly is!"

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