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Gentleness will conquer


– Christ as “Lamb”


occurs 27 times in Revelation,


– Christ as “Lion” only ONCE!  


– eab, 8/30/11

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All truth is God’s truth, has a definite “ring.”

But taken across the board it has a definite “sting.”

All truth is NOT on the same parallel,

“Two plus two…” “Christ is the Son of God.”

Which truth rejected, will land you in hell?  

                – eab, 8/26/10

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“I preach what I felt and what I smartingly did feel;

even under that which my poor soul did groan and tremble to astonishment.”

            – John Bunyan             


John Bunyan died this date 8/31/1688 at London, England.  He was born at Elstow (near Bedford) in November of 1628.  He married in 1648 but she (uncertain of name) died.  He later (1655) married Elizabeth.  Bunyan was the father of six children.


As is well known, he was imprisoned several times between 1660 – 1672.  His jail time became his writing time, and though moderns can be sorry England jailed him, we can be glad he used his time to write such great material.


Bunyan penned Some Gospel Truths Opened (1656), Grace Abounding to the Chief of Sinners (1666), Pilgrim’s Progress (1678), and Holy War (1682).  His classic (a true term here, if ever it is true) Pilgrim’s Progress has had an unknown number of printings.  It is said to be been early translated into 70 languages!  No book, except the Bible, was more widely read in its day.


Have you READER, read Pilgrim’s Progress?  If you have not, you are not fully educated, though you hold a Ph.D.

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Majestic sweetness sits enthroned
Upon the Savior’s brow;
His head with radiant glories crowned,
His lips with grace o’erflow,
His lips with grace o’erflow.

To Christ, the Lord, let every tongue
Its noblest tribute bring
When He’s the subject of the song,
Who can refuse to sing?
Who can refuse to sing?

Survey the beauties of His face,
And on His glories dwell;
Think of the wonders of His grace,
And all His triumphs tell,
And all His triumphs tell.

No mortal can with Him compare
Among the sons of men;
Fairer is He than all the fair
Who fill the heav’nly train,
Who fill the heav’nly train.

He saw me plunged in deep distress
And flew to my relief;
For me He bore the shameful cross
And carried all my grief,
And carried all my grief.

His hand a thousand blessings pours
Upon my guilty head:
His presence gilds my darkest hours,
And guards my sleeping bed,
And guards my sleeping bed.

To Him I owe my life and breath
And all the joys I have;
He makes me triumph over death
And saves me from the grave,
And saves me from the grave.

To Heav’n, the place of His abode,
He brings my weary feet;
Shows me the glories of my God,
And makes my joys complete,
And makes my joys complete.

Since from His bounty I receive
Such proofs of love divine,
Had I a thousand hearts to give,
Lord, they should all be Thine,
Lord, they should all be Thine.

Samuel Sten­nett died this date 8/24/1795, Lon­don, Eng­land.  One, Iv­i­mey, says: “His pro­fi­cien­cy in Greek, La­tin and Or­i­ent­al tongues and ex­ten­sive ac­quaint­ance with sac­red lit­er­a­ture, are so abundantly dis­played in his val­u­able works that they can­not fail to es­tab­lish his re­pu­ta­tion for learning and genius.”


He was born 6/1/1727 at Ex­e­ter, Eng­land.  He was early con­vert­ed to Christ.  1763 was the year he received his Doc­tor of Di­vin­i­ty from King’s Coll­ege.  He min­is­tered to the Lit­tle Wild street church as his fa­ther’s assistant for ten years, then as pas­tor for thir­ty-sev­en years.


Dr. Sam­u­el Sten­nett is remembered for his hymn “Majestic sweet­ness sits en­throned upon the Sav­iour’s brow.”

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Answers for Eternity



Available Today!                


– eab, 8/20/11

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It’s not how many chapters I’ve read,

Nor how many prayers my lips have said,

That will God satisfy,

When my time comes to die.

We love God with heart, not head.

                – eab,8/22/09

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“Christ is the only right Heir of the Crown of England”


His last words were “welcome joy!”


John Eliot a Puritanmissionary” to the American Indians on this date,8/22/1670, founded a church for Indians atMartha’s Vineyard,Massachusetts, and became known as “the Indian apostle.”


Earlier he had published The Christian Commonwealth: or, The Civil Policy Of The Rising Kingdom of Jesus Christ.   This was the first book on politics penned by an American.  It also became the first book an American government had banned.


Eliot was born in 1604 at Widford, Hertfordshire, England, attended Jesus College, Cambridge, became assistant to Thomas Hooker at a school in Little Baddow, Essex.  Eliot emigrated to Boston, Massachusetts, arriving 11/3/1631.  He died 5/21/1690.

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Monotonous to say.


Monotonous to write. 

Trade the “o” for “zeros” and it’s nearly worthless.

(Does any word exceed its number of “o”?)

– eab,  7/6/11

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Once they knew the joy,

Once they felt the thrill,

Of loving God with all the heart,

And resting in His will.

But another stole their joy,

(They thought they retained control)

Now good no longer satisfies,

And evil resides in their soul.

                – eab,8/17/09

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No man can become a saint in his sleep.
Henry Drummond  (Exact reference is unknown)


Strength of character may be learned at work, but

beauty of character is learned at home.
Henry Drummond  (Exact reference is unknown)


The people who influence you are the people who believe in you.
Henry Drummond  (Exact reference is unknown)


Henry Drummond was born this date 8/17/1851 at Stirling, Scotland.  He was a biologist and more than that a religious writer penning Natural Law in the Spiritual World.  Drummond died 3/11/1897.

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