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Temptations, Of Course, Cannot Be Avoided, But Because We Cannot Prevent The Birds From Flying Over Our Heads, There Is No Need That We Should Let Them Nest In Our Hair.

The Works Of The Righteous Would Be Mortal Sins If They Would Not Be Feared As Mortal Sins By The Righteous Themselves Out Of Pious Fear Of God.

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.

Our Lord God Doeth Work Like A Printer Who Setteth The Letters Backwards; We See And Feel Well His Setting, But We Shall See The Print Yonder - In The Life To Come.

God May Delay, But He Always Comes.