I wish to God we all could see what a common sense proposition religion
really is.
Graft has a stranglehold on religion today.
A preacher told me that in a certain town an undertaker came to him and
offered a rake-off if he’d throw the funerals his way.
The church member that rents his property for a saloon is as bad as the
saloon keeper himself.
Something has to be done to save this nation.
We are trying to apologize for man’s condition today on an economic basis.
A free nation cannot endure if it is dominated by grafters, special
interests, thieves and crooks.
The constitution was cradled in prayer.
You spend a whole lot of money for flowers at the funeral of your wife
that you might have spent for a hired girl.
It’s a good thing for you I’m not God for about fifteen minutes. I’d keep
the undertaker busy unless you squared up.
I could no more shock some of you folks than I could pour something on a
skunk to make it smell sweet.
It makes no difference whether you kneel before God as a millionaire or a
hobo—it’s a case of sin and salvation.
I don’t care whether you hot-footed it to the Tabernacle tonight or rode
in an auto.
God puts no premium on laziness. You can bank on that—Jesus Christ is the
center, circumference and nucleus of the Old and New Testament.
I believe that no man disbelieves in hell unless he finds himself on the
straight road to hell.