- Let the name of Whitefield perish, but Christ be glorified.
- Let my name die everywhere, let even my friends forget me, if by that means the cause of the blessed Jesus may be promoted.
- But what is Calvin, or what is Luther? Let us look above names and parties; let Jesus be our all in all—So that He is preached. . . . I care not who is uppermost. I know my place . . . even to be the servant of all.
- I am content to wait till the judgement day for the clearing up of my reputation; and after I am dead I desire no other epitaph than this, “Here lies G.W. What sort of man he was the great day will discover.”
(This book adapts, rewrites, and abridges Dallimore’s magisterial two-volume work: George Whitefield: The Life and Times of the Great Evangelist of the Eighteenth-Century Revival [Carlisle, PA: Banner of Truth, 1970–1980]. See vol. 2, pp. 257–58.)