My God! when I survey the boundless fields of space, and see those magnificent spheres rolling through it all–when I consider how vast are your dominions–so wide that an angel’s wing might flap to all eternity and never reach a boundary–I marvel that you should look on insects so obscure as man. I have looked into my microscope and seen the short lived tiny insect on a leaf, and I have called him small. I will not call him “tiny” again: compared with me, he is great, if I put myself in comparison with God. I am so little, that I shrink into nothingness when I behold the almightiness of Jehovah–so little that the difference between the microscopic animal and man dwindles into nothing, when compared with the infinite chasm between God and man.
Spurgeon’s gems – Nothingness of Man