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“As far as sacred Scripture is concerned, however much froward men try to gnaw at it, nevertheless it clearly is crammed with thoughts that could not be humanly conceived. Let each of the prophets be looked into: none will be found who does not far exceed human measure. Consequently, those for whom prophetic doctrine is tasteless ought to be thought of as lacking taste buds.”

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John Calvin: Selections from His Writings

This volume brings together a selection of writings from John Calvin, the 16th-century French theologian and a central figure in the Protestant Reformation. The book presents excerpts from his major works, including his Institutes of the Christian Religion, biblical commentaries, and various treatises and letters. These selections illustrate Calvin's core doctrines, such as predestination, the sovereignty of God, and the authority of Scripture, as well as his views on church governance and Christian life. The collection is designed to provide readers with a representative overview of Calvin's ideas and their development, making his influential theological system accessible to both students and general readers interested in Reformation history and Protestant thought. more

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John Calvin
John Calvin

John Calvin (July 10, 1509 - May 27, 1564) was a significant figure in the 16th-century Protestant Reformation and the founder of the Calvinist branch of Protestantism. He was a theologian, philosopher, and Christian reformer whose theological ideas had a profound impact on subsequent generations. more

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