Principles Are Eternal.

If The Bible And The Microscope Do Not Agee, The Microscope Is Wrong

Burn Down Your Cities And Leave Our Farms, And Your Cities Will Spring Up Again As If By Magic; But Destroy Our Farms And The Grass Will Grow In The Streets Of Every City In The Country.

We Have Our Thoughts, Our Hopes, Our Fears, And Yet We Know That In A Moment A Change May Come Over Any One Of Us That Will Convert A Living, Breathing Human Being Into A Mass Of Lifeless Clay.

You Shall Not Crucify Mankind Upon A Cross Of Gold.

The Bible Holds Up Before Us Ideals That Are Within Sight Of The Weakest And The Lowliest, And Yet So High That The Best And The Noblest Are Kept With Their Faces Turned Ever Upward. It Carries The Call Of The Saviour To The Remotest Corners Of The Earth; On Its Pages Are Written The Assurances Of The Present And Our Hopes For The Future