This Grace Of God Is A Very

O, When It Comes To Faith, What A Living, Creative, Active, Powerful Thing It Is. It Cannot Do Other Than Good At All Times. It Never Waits To Ask Whether There Is Some Good Work To Do.

If I Had To Baptise A Jew, I Would Take Him To The Bridge Of The Elbe, Hang A Stone Around His Neck And Push Him Over With The Words 'i Baptise Thee In The Name Of Abraham'.

Teaching Is Of More Importance Than Urging.

For God Does Not Want To Save Us By Our Own But By An Extraneous Righteousness, One That Does Not Originate In Ourselves But Comes To Us From Beyond Ourselves, Which Does Not Arise On Earth But Comes From Heaven.

We Come To The New Testament, Where Again A Host Of Imperative Verbs Is Mustered In Support Of That Miserable Bondage Of Free-choice, And The Aid Of Carnal Reason With Her Inferences And Similes Is Called In, Just As In A Picture Or A Dream You Might See The King Of The Flies With His Lances Of Straw And Shields Of Hay Arrayed Against A Real And Regular Army Of Seasoned Human Troops. That Is How The Human Dreams Of Diatribe Go To War With The Battalions Of Divine Words.