James 2:19

Thou believest that there is one God thou doest well: the devils also believe, and tremble.

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“I’d rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints.”

Billy Joel thinks as many people do, that he can laugh with the sinners, but he doesn’t realise that in Hell there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth (Matthew 8:12), (Mat 22:13) ,(Matt 24:51), (Mat 25:30), and no laughing. In Heaven , God will wipe every tear from their eyes (Rev 7:17), (Rev 21:4).

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Job 38:31-41

Canst thou bind the sweet influences of Pleiades,or loose the bands of Orion ? Canst thou bring forth Mazzaroth in his season ? or canst thou guide Arcturus with his sons ? Knowest thou theordinances of heaven ? canst thou set the dominion thereof in the earth Canst thou lift up thy voice to the clouds, that abundance of waters may cover thee ? Canst thou send lightnings,that they may go , and say unto thee, Here we are? Who hath put wisdom in the inward parts? or who hath given understanding to the heart ? Who can number the clouds in wisdom ? or who can stay the bottles of heaven,When the dust groweth into hardness, and the clods cleave fast together ? Wilt thou hunt the prey for...

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The Cross, Prince

Black day, stormy night No love, no hope in sight Don’t cry, he is coming Don’t die without knowing the cross Ghettos 2 the left of us Flowers 2 the right There’ll be bread 4 all of us If we can just bear the cross Sweet song of salvation A pregnant mother sings She lives in starvation Her children need all that she brings We all have our problems Some BIG, some are small Soon all of our problems Will be taken by the cross Black day, stormy night No love, no hope in sight Don’t cry 4 he is coming Don’t die without knowing the cross Ghettos 2 the left of us Flowers 2 the right There’ll be bread 4 all, y’all If we can just, just bear the cross, yeah We all have our problems Some are BIG, some are small Soon all...

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What Shall I Do?

Now that you have concurred that the pledges made of infinite love were feigned. What shall I do? When the very core of my soul has withdrawn from my being. Alas, you have declared my embrace bears peace no more. What shall I do? You shun she that stands before you and mock the words I pray thee now. What shall I do? Shall I watch you walk away and smile; so that all guilt will escape you? Shall I retire my protest and allow you to believe that agony dwells not in my heart? Perhaps pride should compel me so, and strength should turn my back to go. This I know, and so I should. Collapsing at the very thought, I pray that I could.

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