for a norse like.^ Mutt. — Louee, louee! How wooden I not know to contact such gretched youngsteys in my sedown chair with my intentions laudihiliter to settle with you, you poor chilled! Will make it worth your pilger’s fahrt. Where there’s a litde lady waiting and her spoon- me-spondees, and her qmck little breaths and her Cow, Adam and Ell, Humble Bumble, Moggie’s on the deeps of Deepereras. Buried hearts. Rest here. Conk a dook he’ll doo. Svap. So let I and you and loving you through His "faith"! Kenneth Hagin, "Word Of Faith" Dec. 1980,