John Bunyan was an English Christian writer and preacher, who is well-known for his book The Pilgrim's Progress. Though he was a Reformed Baptist, he is remembered in the Church of England with a Lesser Festival on August 30th, and on the liturgical calendar of the Episcopal Church (US) on August 29th.
John Bunyan was born in 1628 to Thomas and Margaret Bunyan in Bunyan's End in the parish of Elstow, Bedfordshire, England. Bunyan's End was located approximately half way between the hamlet of Harrowden (one mile southeast of Bedford) and Elstow's High Street. He is recorded in the Elstow parish register as having been baptised John Bunyan, on 30 November ... more »
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John Bunyan Poems
Upon A Snail
She goes but softly, but she goeth sure, She stumbles not, as stronger creatures do. Her journey's shorter, so she may endure Better than they which do much farther go.
Of The Boy And Butterfly
Behold, how eager this our little boy Is for a butterfly, as if all joy, All profits, honours, yea, and lasting pleasures, Were wrapped up in her, or the richest treasures
The Shepherd Boy Sings In The Valley Of ...
HE that is down needs fear no fall, He that is low, no pride; He that is humble ever shall Have God to be his guide.
Of Godly Fear
Us godly fear delightful unto thee, That fear that God himself delights to see Bear sway in them that love him? then he will
The Sinner And The Spider
Sinner. What black, what ugly crawling thing art thou?
Of Holiness Of Life
Now, then, if holiness thou wouldst obtain, And wouldst a tender Christian man remain, Keep faith in action, let that righteousness
Upon Time And Eternity
He That Is Down Needs Fear No Fall,
He that is down needs fear no fall, He that is low no pride; He that is humble ever shall Have God to be his guide.
A Boy And Watchmaker
This watch my father did on me bestow, A golden one it is, but 'twill not go, Unless it be at an uncertainty: But as good none as one to tell a lie.
Who Would True Valour See
Who would true Valour see Let him come hither; One here will Constant be, Come Wind, come Weather.
Meditations Upon A Candle
Man's like a candle in a candlestick, Made up of tallow and a little wick; And as the candle when it is not lighted, So is he who is in his sins benighted.
Heaven is a place, also a state, It doth all things excel, No man can fully it relate, Nor of its glory tell.
Of Man By Nature
From God he's a backslider, Of ways he loves the wider; With wickedness a sider, More venom than a spider.
Of Hell And The Estate Of Those Who Peri...
hus, having show'd you what I see Of heaven, I now will tell You also, after search, what be The damned wights of hell.
Comments about John Bunyan
Upon A Snail
She goes but softly, but she goeth sure,
She stumbles not, as stronger creatures do.
Her journey's shorter, so she may endure
Better than they which do much farther go.
She makes no noise, but stilly seizeth on
The flower or herb appointed for her food,
The which she quietly doth feed upon
While others range and glare, but find no good.
And though she doth but very softly go,
However, 'tis not fast nor slow, but sure;
And certainly they that do travel so,
The prize they do aim at they do procure.
Although they seem not much to stir, ...