What is all our histories, but God showing himself, shaking and trampling on everything that he has not planted.
God made them as stubble to our swords.
Put your trust in God and keep your powder dry.
I have learned that if you fear God, you have no one else to fear.
Because I fear God, I have no man to fear.
You have sat too long for any good you have been doing. Depart, I say, and let us have done with you. In the name of God, go!
Work hard, trust in God, and keep your bowels open.