Once again, the Pyromaniacs gives us a timely dose of Spurgeon.
The school of modern thought, which considers itself to be the most infallible thing now extant, always cuts and shapes divinity according to its own views of what it ought to be; in fact, it has a God of its own, cut out of the brown paper of its philosophies-a God of soft effeminacy, who is no more like the Jehovah of Abraham than the Venus of Paphos.
These men believe, not what the Bible says, but what they imagine it ought to say.
Entirety