I Would Rather A Thousand Times Be

Some Day You Will Read In The Papers That D.l. Moody Of East Northfield, Is Dead. Don't You Believe A Word Of It! At That Moment I Shall Be More Alive Than I Am Now; I Shall Have Gone Up Higher, That Is All, Out Of This Old Clay Tenement Into A House That Is Immortal-a Body That Death Cannot Touch, That Sin Cannot Taint; A Body Fashioned Like Unto His Glorious Body.

The Man That Is Popular With The World Is Not A Friend Of Jesus. You Cannot Serve Two Masters. The World Hates Christ, And If You Are A Friend Of The World You Cannot Be A Friend Of His. You May Be Sure That Something Is Wrong With You When Everybody Is Your Friend.

God Has Cast Our Confessed Sins Into The Depths Of The Sea, And He's Even Put A 'no Fishing' Sign Over The Spot.

If We Have Christ With Us, We Can Do All Things. Let Us Not Be Thinking How Weak We Are. Let Us Lift Up Our Eyes To Him And Think Of Him As Our Elder Brother Who Has All Power Given To Him In Heaven And On Earth. He Says, 'lo, I Am With You Alway, Even Unto The End Of The World.'

If You Can't See His Way Past The Tears, Trust His Heart.