“THY KINGDOM COME.”
If you really pray “Thy Kingdom Come” you will pray with your hands, feet and money as well as with your voice, every day.
Your religion should mean that you’re going to bring about the conversion of the world before you sit down to breakfast.
The minister who prays with a true appreciation of “Thy Kingdom Come” don’t cater to the small highbrow bunch of his church. He puts the cookies on the bottom shelf.
The man who truly prays “Thy Kingdom Come” won’t slip coppers in the collection plate and then go home with his head up singing “Jesus Paid It All.”
When we really mean what we are praying, the old devil won’t own an inch of this world. We won’t need any penitentiary then, or jails or have any murders, or young girls robbed of their womanhood.
God never meant anybody to offer up a prayer that was measured in square miles.
Some people here are so busy singing about the streets of glory that they forget to sweep the snow off their own streets.
Talk about non-church goers—it makes me sick. Why don’t you talk about the non-going church?
The proof of the pudding is not found in smelling the bag or chewing the strings. There are lots of church members who only smell the bag and chew the rag.
Christianity must be a good thing or why would they try to counterfeit it. You never heard of a counterfeit infidel.
The man who refuses to be a Christian because there are hypocrites in the church is a fool.
You can find about everything in the ordinary church from a humming bird to a turkey buzzard.
I could no more shock some of you fellows than I could pour something on a skunk and make him smell good.
The inconsistency you talk about is in your life, not in the Bible.
Talk to people on business and they’ll talk sense; talk to them on religion and they’ll talk nonsense.
Christianity is the one thing that allows the angel to take hold of you and strangle the animal in you.