(April 22, 2014 at 2:35 pm)FreeTony Wrote:Ummm, the king james bible is not inerrent at all and far worse then other translations in terms of errors, infact these days most bible scholar or clergy with half a brain will recommend The new amercian standard bible, although some will would also recommend the niv bible being that its more a thought translation making it easier to understand sometimes. Where as the KJB is written in much harder to understand 16th-17th century english(April 22, 2014 at 1:35 pm)RobbyPants Wrote: This was one of the first things that troubled me, back when I believed. I used to feel lucky for being born in the country that worshiped the right god.
Nothing a bit of racist stereotyping can't cure.
To quote the rather wonderful jesus-is-saviour.com:
" What percentage of people do you believe are truly saved? If you say "ALL," then you are obviously NOT a believer. 1st John 2:22 teaches that anyone who denies Jesus Christ is a LIAR. That means all Islamic Muslims are liars, because they deny that Jesus is the Son of God. Muslims deny that Jesus ever died on a cross. There are an estimated 1,300,000,000 Muslims in the world.
All followers of Judaism are liars, because they deny that Jesus is the Messiah. That's what the Bible teaches in 1st John 2:22. It's Jesus or Hell.
The question is: Do you believe that the Bible is God's Word? I do. By the way, the King James Bible is the only reliable English Bible that hasn't been corrupted by Satan. "
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
