Death Hath So Many Doors To Let

Deeds, Not Words Shall Speak Me.

Tyranny Is Yielding To The Lust Of The Governing.

We Must Not Be Content To Be Cleansed From Sin; We Must Be Filled With The Spirit.

Only Look To Jesus. He Died For You, Died In Your Place, Died Under The Frowns Of Heaven, That We Might Die Under Its Smile.

Ask How To Live? Write, Write, Write, Anything; The World's A Fine Believing World, Write News.