Pulp Fiction Bible Verse Quote Novels & Stories

I could only recall a bible quotation, maybe the book of the Bible where it can be found, but not the exact reference. When I came, they had just finished a round where anyone interested would come out and quote a scripture with its exact reference. What they were doing when I came was the leader would either quote a scripture and someone would tell him where it's found or he would mention a reference and someone would tell him, the scripture there. "Galatians 2:20?" "I am crucified with Christ, nevertheless I live, yet not I, but Christ lives in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave himself for me"

The timing of it seemed perfect . The Reverend pulled out his eyedrops and paused, tilting his head back; just another of the many failings this current host experienced. These eyes were old and rheumy, and stayed so dry most of the time that the drops were a necessity. He wiped the excess with his handkerchief as he continued along, entering the chapel room and closing its doors. He remained facing the double doors a moment, head cocked to one side. The candles were already lit, that much he could tell, their dim glow casting shadows which wavered over the brick. But there was another smell besides incense here, something else in his inner sanctuary. At his back. A smile touched Julian’s li

“Sins of the father shall not be visited upon his children.” Antonio's lips trembled when I showed up at his house the morning after the gala. I’d texted him that same night as my date unzipped my dress pants in the limo, getting ready to suck my cock. I advised Antonio to rise early. Now, he was so pale, I thought he was going to have heart failure. Wishful thinking on my part. Bastard was still on both feet, staring right back at me, his gaze asking me for a solid. “Paraphrasing from the Bible, are we?” I offered a provocative yawn. “Pretty sure there were a few commandments written there you have broken once or a thousand times.”

They crumble to the ground with the doors still wide open, waiting for them to escape. One by one, I silence them. All, except the priest. The priest crawls backward, bible clutched to his chest like it can save him. “Please,” he whispers. “You’ll make it worse. I’m a vessel of—” I cut his throat mid-sentence. His holy words bleed out with his blood, soaking the bible he’d used to judge me. The pages turn red. Scriptures drowned in sin. I tower over him, watching the light fade from his eyes.

Marcel encouraged with a smile. “For is it not written that he qualifies those he chose? Go on, servant, go on and kiss his word; let him lead you." He said, while handing him a pamphlet that had the sermon’s title inscribed on it in italics, "The Wages of Sin Is Death.” Gabriel nodded and collected the pamphlet, while Father Marcel nodded too, but in a proud, pious way to show he was pleased.

he said walking closer to him with his spear in his left hand “(Speaking in tongues) there is no other God but Yahweh... and I bind you and cast you into the lack of fire” “Actually, Yahweh is the elder brother of Kanedara and secondly... you cant bind me because I am not bound by the laws that bounds you... your sins have come for you” “my bible says, he that is in Christ is a new creature old things are past away behold all things have become new” “You are a hypocrite... I can see your filthiness... I have no time... the wages of sin is death Romans 6vs 23” Eric said, Patrick is shocked

I didn't know if he wanted to sound humorous but I wasn't buying that anymore. "The Bible says do not argue, twist or change the words of the scripture, exceptions cannot be made father, as the homosexuals from hell go back to their dwelling place isn't hating on your neighbor a sin, isn't wishing ill, thinking ill, saying bad things upon your neighbor a sin" My voice echoed through the chapel with conviction.