If you’re afraid to take your stand for fear of being ridiculed by the miserable bunch that won’t trot square, you ought to be ashamed to call yourself a man. If you are in a business that religion hurts, you are a moral pauper and in a mighty dirty, rotten, stinking business. The trouble with a great many men is they have got all their property and religion in their wives’ name. ONE OF “BILLY” SUNDAY’S CHARACTERISTIC PRAYERS. “Well, Lord, we pray Thou will help us. I’m glad, Jesus, that I can stand here today and say that after all these years of trusting in Thee, Thou hast helped me. Help them, God. We beseech Thee to help us here today. Help us as we go along from day to day. There’ll be troubles, the way will be dark and dreary sometimes. The sun will not always shine, there’ll be rain and dark clouds, but they’ll soon clear away. It is the work of the devil to make it hard for us. It is the devil’s work to make us weak physically, so that it will be hard to bear the strain of God’s work. Oh, devil, why do you strike us when we’re down? Why do you prey upon our weaknesses? Why do you do it? You know, devil, you and I are enemies. We always have been. “There’s no compromise between us. You know, devil, I’ve never uttered a word, preached a sermon or written a line that I didn’t believe was right and that I’ll not stand upon. I wouldn’t take back a single thing I ever said. And say, devil, if there’s anything in my sermons that doesn’t hurt you, tell me, and I’ll take it out, and Lord, if there’s anything in my sermons that doesn’t help your work, tell me, and I’ll take it out. I’ve learned to love these people Lord. Oh, their friendship and generosity have been wonderful. I never saw such love and kindness, Jesus. I’ve been overwhelmed by it. And now, today, there may still be some who have not yet taken their stand, and who’ll be the first to come down and take me by the hand.” SOME OF SUNDAY’S BOMBSHELLS. If I ever accepted the pastorate of a church I’d buy a round trip ticket. But believe me, I’d skin the bunch while I was on the job. Too many people desert the prayer meeting for a card party or a Dutch lunch. Paul was an evangelist. Wherever he preached they had to call out the cops to protect him. He always had a riot or a revival. We need a revival because the churches are critical, cold, blown in the bottle, stamped on the cork—petrified. You can’t scald a hog in ice-water. The world would sink into hell before the Fourth of July if it had to depend on “ethical” revivals. If you want to see this city as God wants it to be you’ll help. If you want it to be as hell and the devil wants it, then knock. There are two gangs in every church—the rubs and the anti-rubs. Some people have sat in their pews so long that they are mildewed. There are multitudes in heaven that have crept and crawled out of the quagmire of filth and the cesspools of iniquity and drunkenness.