I Am More Afraid Of My Own

Married Love Burns As Fire, And Seeks Nothing More Than The Mate. It Says, "i Want Only You"

The Mystery Of The Humanity Of Christ, That He Sunk Himself Into Our Flesh, Is Beyond All Human Understanding.

A Woman Has No Control Over Herself.

What Is Our Death But A Night's Sleep? For As Through Sleep All Weariness And Faintness Pass Away And Cease, And The Powers Of The Spirit Come Back Again, So That In The Morning We Arise Fresh And Strong And Joyous; So At The Last Day We Shall Rise Again As If We Had Only Slept A Night, And Shall Be Fresh And Strong.

God Is Not A God Of Sadness, Death, Etc., But The Devil Is. Christ Is A God Of Joy, And So The Scriptures Often Say That We Should Rejoice ... A Christian Should And Must Be A Cheerful Person.