“Without [these] lights and [this] little throne our Lord cannot come out of His tabernacle. We give them to Him, and we say to Him: 'Thou are on a beautiful throne. It is we that have erected it for Thee. It is we that have opened the door of Thy prison and rent the cloud that hid Thee, O Sun of Love. Dart Thy rays now on every heart'” GivingHeartLittlesLightBeautifulLordSunDoorsPrisonCloudsTheeRaysThronesSacramentsOur Lord Author:Peter Julian Eymard
“The Devil's methods of opposition are those of alliance and antagonism, and the only serious one is the first. Let us beware of it. Do not let us imagine that we can take into our fellowship and enlist under one banner men who simply affirm truth about Jesus, unless in their own lives there is an absolute loyalty to the Lord Christ. Antagonism is the creation of force for the kingdom of God. Put a man in prison for Christ's sake, and the earthquake will surely follow, and the work will spread.” MenFirstsJesusForceChristLordImagineCreationSeriousDevilAbsolutesMethodPrisonSakeSpreadLoyaltyKingdomsOppositionImagine ThatFellowshipKingdom Of GodAlliancesEarthquakesBannerAntagonism Author:G. Campbell Morgan
“Mexico's No. 1 drug lord has escaped from prison and may be headed to the U.S. So Donald Trump was wrong. They ARE sending us their best.” MayLordTrumpDrugPrisonMexico Author:Conan O'Brien
“When I was in prison, a Colombian drug lord, offered me $5 million in cash to manipulate a computer system so that he would be released. I turned him down.” Would BeLordMillionsDrugComputerPrisonCashManipulateComputer Systems Author:Kevin Mitnick
“The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me; because the LORD hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound; To proclaim the acceptable year of the Lord.” YearsSpiritLibertyLordPrisonBoundsOpeningAcceptableTestamentOld TestamentCaptivesMeekTidingsAnointingLord GodBrokenhearted Author:Isaiah
“At six o'clock we cleaned our cells, At seven all was still, But the sough and swing of a mighty wing The prison seemed to fill, For the Lord of Death with icy breath Had entered in to kill.” StillsLordSixBreathsPrisonWingsSevenCellsClockSwingsIcy Book:The Soul of Man, and Prison Writings Source: The Soul of Man, and Prison Writings