Christ's riches are unsearchable, and this doctrine of the gospel is the field this treasure is hidden in.
So in all humours sportively I range; My muse is rightly of the English strain, That cannot long one fashion entertain.
All transitory titles I detest; a virtuous life I mean to boast alone. Our birth's our sires'; our virtues be our own.
Thus when we fondly flatter our desires, Our best conceits do prove the greatest liars.
With much we surfeit; plenty makes us poor.
Since there's no help, come let us kiss and part.
It is your virtue, being men, to try; And it is ours, by virtue to deny.
Let me tell you, life is interesting regardless of when you are in the fight.
I believe in Jesus Christ as my Lord and savior. I believe that Jesus died for my sins, and rose again, and that's my belief. I still don't know what 'Christian' means. I'm a follower of Christ, but I keep making a whole bunch of mistakes. And I thank God for forgiveness.
There’s a very deep connection among human beings. All we have to do is open our minds to it.
When angels visit earth, the messengers Of God's decree, they come as lightning, wind: Before the throne, they all are living fire.