When Our Lord And Master

If Ever The Church Is To Flourish Again, One Must Begin By Instructing The Young.

At The Last, When We Die, We Have The Dear Angels For Our Escort On The Way. They Who Can Grasp The Whole World In Their Hands Can Surely Also Guard Our Souls, That They Make That Last Journey Safely.

This Life Therefore Is Not Righteousness, But Growth In Righteousness, Not Health, But Healing, Not Being But Becoming, Not Rest But Exercise. We Are Not Yet What We Shall Be, But We Are Growing Toward It, The Process Is Not Yet Finished, But It Is Going On, This Is Not The End, But It Is The Road. All Does Not Yet Gleam In Glory, But All Is Being Purified.

This Is The Good And Happy News, That Christ Has Paid For Our Sin, And Through His Suffering Has Redeemed Us From Eternal Death. It Is His Kingdom And His Ministry, To Preach The Gospel To The Poor; That Is His Purpose. For To The Great And Holy He Cannot Come. They Do Not Wish To Be Counted Sinners, And Therefore Do Not Need His Gospel.

Let All Your Preaching Be In The Most Simple And Plainest Manner; Look Not To The Prince, But To The Plain, Simple, Gross, Unlearned People, Of Which Cloth The Prince Also Himself Is Made. If I, In My Preaching, Should Have Regard To Philip Melancthon And Other Learned Doctors, Then Should I Do But Little Good. I Preach In The Simplest Manner To The Unskillful, And That Giveth Content To All. Hebrew, Greek And Latin I Spare Until We Learned Ones Come Together.