When The Scripture Speaks, God Speaks

Faith Is A Living, Daring, Confidence In God's Grace.

I Would Not Have Preachers Torment Their Hearers, And Detain Them With Long And Tedious Preaching.

But Satan, The God Of All Dissension, Stirreth Up Daily New Sects, And Last Of All (which Of All Other I Should Never Have Foreseen Or Once Suspected) He Hath Raised Up A Sect Of Such As Teach That The Ten Commandments Ought To Be Taken Out Of The Church, And That Men Should Not Be Terrified With The Law, But Gently Exerted By The Preaching Of The Grace Of Christ.

When I Am Assailed With Heavy Tribulations, I Rush Out Among My Pigs Rather Than Remain Alone By Myself. The Human Heart Is Like A Millstone In A Mill: When You Put Wheat Under It, It Turns And Grinds And Bruises The Wheat To Flour; If You Put No Wheat, It Still Grinds On, But Then 'tis Itself It Grinds And Wears Away. So The Human Heart, Unless It Be Occupied With Some Employment, Leaves Space For The Devil, Who Wriggles Himself In And Brings With Him A Whole Host Of Evil Thoughts, Temptations, And Tribulations, Which Grind Out The Heart.

My Conscience Is Captive To The Word Of God