Ninety-five Percent Of Our Wool

God Is Still On His Throne, We're Still On His 'footstool,' And There's Only A Knee's Distance Between!

Eternity Shall Be At Once A Great Eye-opener And A Great Mouth-shutter.

He Is No Fool Who Gives What He Cannot Keep To Gain What He Cannot Lose.

He Makes His Ministers A Flame Of Fire. Am I Ignitible? God Deliver Me From The Dread Asbestos Of 'other Things.' Saturate Me With The Oil Of The Spirit That I May Be Aflame. But Flame Is Transient, Often Short Lived. Canst Thou Bear This, My Soul - Short Life? ... Make Me Thy Fuel, Flame Of God.

None Of It Gets To Be 'old Stuff', For It Is Christ In Print, The Living Word. We Wouldn't Think Of Rising In The Morning Without A Facewash, But We Often Neglect That Purgative Cleansing Of The Word Of The Lord. It Wakes Us Up To Our Responsibility