For long stood I in fellowship Sitting in comb with the Christians; Cold, cold, dull, and dull it ever seems. To me it was unusual, but so many were pleased with it; Just converted, my new world seems promising– Why should the Church I first knew grow cold still?
God’s glory shines forth from His dwelling place. Everything is in darkness and chaos until God’s light shines to set them in order. The darker the night, the greater the need for light. The world is domiciled by evil and bereft of hope. The devil operates with so much ruthlessness