“Outcasts of war, misfits, rebellious souls, Seekers of some vague kingdom in the stars - They hide out in the hills and stir up trouble, Call themselves prophets, too, and prophesy, That something new is coming to the world, The Lord knows what! Well, it's a long time coming, And, meanwhile, we're the wheat between the stones.” KnowsWorldWellsLongWarSoulStarsLordTroubleLong TimeStonesKingdomsHillsProphetSomething NewVagueSeekersRebelliousWheatOutcastMisfits Author:Stephen Vincent Benet
“I read of the revivals of the past, great sweeping revivals where thousands of men were swept into the Kingdom of God. I read about Charles G. Finney winning his thousands and his hundreds of thousands of souls to Christ. Then I picked up a book and read the messages of Charles G. Finney and the message of Jonathan Edwards on 'Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God,' and I said, 'No wonder men trembled; no wonder they fell in the altars and cried out in repentance and sobbed their way to the throne of grace!'” MenWaySaidBookSoulHandsPastWinningChristWonderGraceMessagesAngryKingdomsSinnerRepentanceCriedThronesKingdom Of GodRevivalAltarsSweeping Author:Leonard Ravenhill
“In every Christian's Heart, there is a cross and a throne, and the Christian is on the throne till he puts himself on the cross; if he refuses the cross, he remains on the throne. Perhaps this is at the bottom of the backsliding and worldliness among Gospel believers today. We want to be saved, but we insist that Christ do all the dying. No cross for us, no dethronement, no dying. We remain king within the little kingdom of man's soul and wear our tinsel crown with all the pride of a caesar; but we doom ourselves to shadows and weakness and spiritual sterility.” IfsMenWantHeartLittlesSoulTodayChristianSpiritualChristDyingPrideKingsWeaknessShadowCrossesRemainsBottomRefuseBelieverSavedKingdomsCrownsThronesDoomWorldlinessTinselBacksliding Author:Aiden Wilson Tozer
“The dust is old upon my "sandal-shoon," And still I am a pilgrim; I have roved From wild America to Bosphor's waters, And worshipp'd at innumerable shrines Of beauty; and the painter's art, to me, And sculpture, speak as with a living tongue, And of dead kingdoms, I recall the soul, Sitting amid their ruins.” ArtStillsSoulAmericaSpeakWaterTravelSittingTongueKingdomsPainterDustRuinsRecallsSculpturePilgrimShrinesSandals Book:Sacred Poems Source: Sacred Poems