A servant of God must stand so much alone that he never knows he is alone. In the first phases of Christian life disheartenments come, people who used to be lights flicker out, and those who used to stand with us pass away. We have to get so used to it that we never know we are standing alone. "All men forsook me... notwithstanding the Lord stood with me" (2 Tim. 4:16-17). We must build our faith, not on the fading light, but on the light that never fails.

When "big" men go we are sad, until we see that they are meant to go, the one thing that remains is looking in the face of God for ourselves.

Allow nothing to keep you from looking God sternly in the face about yourself and about your doctrine, and every time you preach see that you look God in the face about things first, then the glory will remain all through. A Christian worker is one who perpetually looks in the face of God and then goes forth to talk to people. The characteristic of the ministry of Christ is that of unconscious glory that abides. "Moses wist not that the skin of his face shone while he talked with Him."

We are never called on to parade our doubts or to express the hidden ecstasies of our life with God. The secret of the worker's life is that he keeps in tune with God all the time.

What lonely men were the great prophets of Israel! John the Baptist stood alone from the crowd! Paul had to say, “Everyone deserted me” (2 Timothy 4:16). And who was ever more alone than the Lord Jesus?

Victory for God is never won by the multitude. The man who dares to go where others hold back will find himself alone, but he will see the glory of God, and enter into the secrets of eternity. GORDON WATT

I go alone Upon the narrow way that leads Through shadowed valleys, over rocky heights, To glorious plains beyond; And sometimes when the way is very lone I cry out for companionship, and long For fellow-travelers on the toilsome path, Until a Voice of sweetest music whispers, “My grace sufficient is, no other guide thou needst but Me.” And then the path grows brighter as I go alone.

My Savior knows The way I take. Himself has trod The selfsame road. He knows each stone, Temptations, pitfalls hid by blossoms fair, The hour of darkness that my life must share, The wilderness of sorrow, doubt, and fear, Renunciation’s agony, and every pang Of loneliness and labor’s wear; enough for me That He has known it all, that now He stays To strengthen, guide and help me. I am glad My Savior knows.

Thy will be done Whether on pleasant paths I walk along, Or crouch amid the lightnings of the storm, Whether for me the larks of springtime sing, Or winter’s icy blasts my being sting; Whatever Thou dost send is best for me, With joyful heart I take it all from Thee, Rejoicing in Thy sovereignty, and pray That Thou wilt lead me on my upward way; The road grows smoother as I travel on. Thy will be done.

The lone wolf travels a lonely path, but he beats the pack to the kill!

I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.

So that we may boldly say, The Lord is my helper, and I will not fear what man shall do unto me.

Behold, I am with thee, and will keep thee in all places whither thou goest, and will bring thee again into this land; for I will not leave thee, until I have done that which I have spoken to thee of.

Be strong and of a good courage, fear not, nor be afraid of them: for the Lord thy God, he it is that doth go with thee; he will not fail thee, nor forsake thee.

Demas hath forsaken me, having loved this present world. At my first answer no man stood with me, but all men forsook me: I pray God that it may not be laid to their charge.

Notwithstanding the Lord stood with me, and strengthened me.

When my father and my mother forsake me, then the Lord will take me up.

Lo, I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world.

I am he that liveth, and was dead; and, behold, I am alive for evermore.

I will not leave you comfortless; I will come to you.

My peace I give unto you.

It is enough for the disciple that he be as his master, and the servant as his lord.

He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief; and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.

In the world ye shall have tribulation.

Because ye are not of the world, but I have chosen you out of the world, therefore the world hateth you.

I looked for some to take pity, but there was none.

At my first answer no man stood with me, but all men forsook me.

The foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have nests; but the Son of man hath not where to lay his head.

Here have we no continuing city, but we seek one to come.

Let us run with patience the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.