I Am More Afraid Of My Own

A Safe Stronghold Our God Is Still. A Trusty Shield And Weapon.

Heretics Are Not To Be Disputed With, But To Be Condemned Unheard, And Whilst They Perish By Fire, The Faithful Ought To Pursue The Evil To Its Source, And Bathe Their Heads In The Blood Of The Catholic Bishops, And Of The Pope, Who Is The Devil In Disguise.

This Is That Mystery Which Is Rich In Divine Grace Unto Sinners: Wherein By A Wonderful Exchange, Our Sins Are No Longer Ours But Christ's; And The Righteousness Of Christ Is Not Christ's But Ours. He Has Emptied Himself Of His Righteousness That He Might Clothe Us In It, And Fill Us With It: And He Has Taken Our Evils Upon Himself That He Might Deliver Us From Them.

He Who Wholly Renounces Himself, And Relies Not On Mere Human Reason, Will Make Good Progress In The Scriptures; But The World Comprehends Them Not, From Ignorance Of That Mortification Which Is The Gift Of God's Word.

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.