. "Blasts" from The Ram's Horn. •He is after the little ones, now. Blasts From The Rams MAN. By Douglas Malloch. 1be breatbeb a prater; be sang a song;Ibe belpefc a wear? soul along;Ibis life fbus spent in fcinbty fceebs,Ibe bat) no time for warring cree&s,H being built on (Bobs own plan**Gbe worlfc couR> sap, 1bere was a man! LOAVES AND FISHES, We cannot keep any more religion thanwe use. Religion pure and undefiled. has its namewritten on its face. Gold is never so bright as when it isused in doing good. There are pleasures in sin, but they areonly pleasures for a season. There wou
. "Blasts" from The Ram's Horn. •He is after the little ones, now. Blasts From The Rams MAN. By Douglas Malloch. 1be breatbeb a prater; be sang a song;Ibe belpefc a wear? soul along;Ibis life fbus spent in fcinbty fceebs,Ibe bat) no time for warring cree&s,H being built on (Bobs own plan**Gbe worlfc couR> sap, 1bere was a man! LOAVES AND FISHES, We cannot keep any more religion thanwe use. Religion pure and undefiled. has its namewritten on its face. Gold is never so bright as when it isused in doing good. There are pleasures in sin, but they areonly pleasures for a season. There would never be a straight furrow,if farmers plowed as aimlessly as someprofessing Christians If you want to know how much religion a house-wife has, ask the hired girl. The man who would reform the world,needs to begin with himself. Whenever God begins a work of creation,the first thing He makes is light. Love is the greatest thing in the world,and yet nine people out of ten are aftermoney. The man who loves sin is a sinner, nomatter how much he pays for a pew inchurch. If piling up dollars is all that a for, his soul shrinks with every dollarhe makes. Whenever God gives a cross to bear, it isa prophesy that He will also give u?strength. There is something wrong in the religionof the man who never prays for people hedoesnt like. There are people who seem to think thatbecause they have religion, they have noneed of brains. Drive the devil out of the church at onedoor, and he will cover up his cloven hootand walk in at another. We may count our possessions by mil-lions, and yet be very poor if we have notreasure laid up where moth and rust cannot corrupt. Blasts From
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