What A Glorious World Almighty God Has

I Am Now Considered Such A Monster, That I Hesitate To Darken With My Shadow, The Doors Of Those I Love, Lest I Should Bring Upon Them Misfortune.

We Poor Sinners Need To Come Back From Our Wanderings To Seek Pardon Through The All-sufficient Merits Of Our Redeemer. And We Need To Pray Earnestly For The Power Of The Holy Spirit To Give Us A Precious Revival In Our Hearts And Among The Unconverted.

You See What A Poor Sinner I Am, And How Unworthy To Possess What Was Given Me; For That Reason It Has Been Taken Away.

We Made A Great Mistake In The Beginning Of Our Struggle, And I Fear, In Spite Of All We Can Do, It Will Prove To Be A Fatal Mistake. We Appointed All Our Worst Generals To Command Our Armies, And All Our Best Generals To Edit The Newspapers

We Must Enlist Our Own Snake And Strike Like A Cobra Against Their Vitals With An Attack On Washington.