Whenever The Word Is Rightly

When My Heart Is Cold And I Cannot Pray As I Should I Scourge Myself With The Thought Of The Impiety And Ingratitude Of My Enemies, The Pope And His Accomplices And Vermin, And Zwingli, So That My Heart Swells With The Righteous Indignation And Hatred And I Can Say With Warmth And Vehemence: 'holy Be Thy Name, Thy Kingdom Come, Thy Will Be Done!' And The Hotter I Grow The More Ardent Do My Prayers Become.

Blessed Is The Man That Hath Not Walked In The Way Of The Sacramentarians, Nor Sat In The Seat Of The Zwinglians, Nor Followed The Council Of The Zurichers.

The Faith Towards God In Christ Must Be Sure And Steadfast, That It May Solace And Make Glad The Conscience, And Put It To Rest. When A Man Has This Certainty, He Has Overcome The Serpent; But If He Be Doubtful Of The Doctrine, It Is For Him Very Dangerous To Dispute With The Devil.

God Is A Blank Sheet Upon Which Nothing Is Found But What You Yourself Have Written.

The Mad Mob Does Not Ask How It Could Be Better, Only That It Be Different. And When It Then Becomes Worse, It Must Change Again. Thus They Get Bees For Flies, And At Last Hornets For Bees.