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Superstition, Idolatry, And Hypocrisy Have Ample Wages, But Truth Goes A Begging.

Every Country Must Have Its Own Devil. Welshland Its Own, And France Its Own. Our German Devil Will Be A Good Wind-pipe, And Must Be Called Drinking, Being So Thirsty And Hell-like That No Guzzling Of Wine And Beer, However Large, Will Cool It Off, And I Fear That Such Will Ever Remain Germany's Plague, Until The Day Of Judgment.

The God Whom We Worship Is Not A Weak And Incompetent God. He Is Able To Beat Back Gigantic Waves Of Opposition And To Bring Low Prodigious Mountains Of Evil. The Ringing Testimony Of The Christian Faith Is That God Is Able.

From You, My Dear Erasmus, Let Me Obtain This Request, That Just As I Bear With Your Ignorance In These Matters, So You In Turn Will Bear With My Lack Of Eloquence.

That Little Bird Has Chosen His Shelter. Above It Are The Stars And The Deep Heaven Of Worlds. Yet He Is Rocking Himself To Sleep Without Caring For Tomorrow's Lodging, Calmly Clinging To His Little Twig, And Leaving God To Think For Him.