The new wine mourneth, the vine languisheth, all the merryhearted do sigh. The mirth of tabrets ceaseth, the noise of them that rejoice endeth, the joy of the harp ceaseth. They shall not drink wine with a song; strong drink shall be bitter to them that drink it. The city of confusion is broken down:Continue reading “The Eternal Joy of the Christ-vintage, and the Destructive Intoxication of the Sin-wine”
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His Name Is Called The Word Of God 