If I Could Believe That God Was

We Refuse To Believe That There Are Insufficient Funds In The Great Vaults Of Opportunity Of This Nation.

The Less I Pray, The Harder It Gets; The More I Pray, The Better It Goes.

Our Suffering Is Not Worthy The Name Of Suffering. When I Consider My Crosses, Tribulations, And Temptations, I Shame Myself Almost To Death, Thinking What Are They In Comparison Of The Sufferings Of My Blessed Savior Christ Jesus.

There Is No Rustic So Rude But That, If He Dreams Or Fancies Anything, It Must Be The Whisper Of The Holy Ghost, And He Himself A Prophet.

Either Sin Is With You, Lying On Your Shoulders, Or It Is Lying On Christ, The Lamb Of God.