Why Christians Should Only Use The King James AV1611 Bible

Kjv mistranslated passover and used the word Easter. Only translation to make that mistake... Easter is as pagan a holiday as it gets. If you look up Lucifer in Noah Websters 1828 dictionary of the english language, the first definition is "Venus". Venus has many other names and the Vatican simply veiled her with name of Mary.

While i like the KJV, I use the bible the pilgrims came with and was the completion of Tyndales work. It is the Geneva 1599 and it is remarkable to read. [link to www.genevabible.org.]

Yeah. I don't like that the KJV uses the word "Easter." I think it's daunting, but not terrible. The KJV, although a very good translation, has a few errors here and there. But overall, the KJV is one of the greatest, if not the greatest, Bibles ever published for the English speaking world.

Last Edited by Aenon on 04/11/2010 02:32 AM

I think the language of the KJV, although a tad difficult at first, is very charming and quaint.

The KJV was the only translation to correctly translate the verse as Easter the pagan Roman Holiday which followed Passover that year.
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The KJV translators were truly Christians and read context very well.

Thank you.

Thanks Goddrunk. Many Christians are utterly ignorant of the tamperings galore in modern versions. For some examples, [link to www.antichristconspiracy.com] and click on "Which_Bible".

I use the oldest versions from Greek, Latin & Hebrew, for comparisons;

Wycliff & Tyndale Bibles are in old english, a little hard to read. The 1611 KJV was despised when it came out for replacing the Geneva Bible footnotes.

Try comparing the key verses of 2 Thess 2:8; modern versions all say the Lord slays the lawless one, but check out the Gideons Bible version says the Lord REMOVES the lawless one, which is closer to the early versions mentioned than modern versions. A deception regarding the lawless one is hinted at in 2 Thess 2:11-12.

Inquisitionals outlawed all scriptures except Bibles in Latin, and seized them and exterminated all who knew the doctrines; Cathars and Bogomils, etc. Altering scriptures would be modern inquisitional agenda of vatican "Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith", accused of with-holding some of the 900+ Dead Sea scrolls from view.

Latin Vulgate Bible dates back to the 800s AD, and the Jerusalem Bible from Hebrew is oft very different from KJV wording. The differences make it interesting. The differences in modern Bibles are infuriating alterations.

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Me too, but also have 31 other old translations, in other languages and study Bibles, and the best study tool, I enjoy is The Bible Deluxe PC Bible with on the fly Concordances and Dictionary's

But all you need to do for a start is get a used Bible for a couple dollars, at a thrift store or some cheap used book store, if you are NEW to the Word of God. Look for an older copy of The New American Standard version.

Start by reading the Book of John, and then The book of Luke, and the the Book of ACTS. This will give you a foundation to build upon and the basic simple Gospel message.

The maybe read Matthew, Mark, and then if you feel really beaten down read the Story of JOB in the Old Testament.


Those of you that seek the meat of the the Word, well be pleased to gain insight at these web sites.

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Well you have to remember that the RC church really had it in for King James. I cannot really say one way or the other. Never the less the Lord ofton uses people with all their faults to do great works.

Perhaps the Geneva Bible is a good one, but the fact is that it is not in wide circulation.

This is not at all accurate. The KJV did not even translate the Textus Receptus accurately.

The Greek uses the Specific word for Passover, and not Easter. This cannot be debated.

The King James (Hah!) Bible has thousands of additions,
deletions, we all know any change of wording in the Bible
is WRONG, a sin. Scripture says it! 7 books are missing besides and this is very sad, run away, King James was not
in the "state of grace"...no enlightenment from God.

Read the English Translation of THE Bible, the Douay-Rheims
Bible. www.drbo.org

One! translation so we could read the Bible in English from the 4th century vs a completely changed...16th century Bible! No way.


I share a witness of Heaven come to earth. This miraculous
story will make you smile.


Witness to St. Faustina Knowalska’s Presence at the Deathbed of My Sister.

As experienced by Leonard L. "Barry" Lyons IV of Germantown, Maryland



On Friday, February 9, 2007, I was called unexpectedly to the bedside of my 58
yr-old sister Cary who was dying of Hepatitis C in Kingman, Arizona. Her doctor
told me her time “was short”.


When I first saw her on Saturday, she was on a ventilator and was nothing but
skin and bones.

After I recovered from the initial shock of her physical being, I sat down next
to her and said the Divine Mercy Chaplet. In fact, I recited the Chaplet
multiple times that day. (I remembered the promise of our Lord to St. Faustina
about praying for a dying person; no matter their sins, He would stand between
that person and God the Father when it was time for judgment.)



Upon seeing my sister I became quite sad and had a difficult time keeping my
composure. Nevertheless, I just kept praying the Chaplet. I called the local
Catholic Church and requested the Anointing of the Sick.



On Sunday, February 11, I was tired of being sad and I went outside the hospital
and asked the Lord to give me His peace and joy. I prayed the Chaplet and a
Rosary. Then I felt His peace and abounding joy. I could not stop smiling.
Around 3:30 that afternoon, Cary's breathing tube was removed; death was almost
certain, or so we thought. All the while, I stood there with a big smile on my
face. I was at peace that she would be with the Lord. Now understand, my
sister always believed in "The Christ Light" and knew that Christ was the center
of the universe, but she did not quite understand the relationship of Christ as
her Savior. She worshiped Christ via Native American ceremonies. She was not a
"traditional" churchgoer, but she did believe in "The Christ Light."



She became more alert and could communicate with us saying "yes" and "no" to
questions we asked. She could eat some soft food. We knew that this was
temporary and it lasted until Tuesday night.



On Tuesday night, February 13, Cary slipped into a comatose state. She was
breathing hard and her eyes were half open. There were friends in the room
along with Cary's daughter and myself. Twice during the day, I stood over her
bed with my arms held open and prayed the Chaplet. Once, while in the middle of
the Chaplet, I started speaking in tongues. (I've only had this happen to me a
few times before in my life.) I could feel God's Spirit within me. I have no
idea what I was saying; it just came out. I tried to get back to the Chaplet but
the Spirit just took over and a language I have no knowledge of or recognized
came out of my mouth. I just went with it and let it flow. It stopped after a
few minutes and I sat down. I held Cary's hand, bowed my head and kept praying
the Chaplet.



On Wednesday, February 14, I woke up and had this incredible urge to find the
local Catholic Church and pray before the Holy Eucharist. I don't know why; it
was just a strong urge from deep within; it was something I had to do. I
stopped by the hospital to check on my sister and then went to find the local
Catholic Church. I had no directions to the church but I drove to St. Mary's
Church on Spring Street in old Kingman as if I was led to it. Understand, I had
never been to Kingman in my life and had never been to this church. I parked in
front of the church which was locked. Actually there were two churches; an
historical one that was very small and a larger, newer one. Both churches were
locked. I went to the Parish Center across the street, and a sweet lady named
Mary came to the door. I explained my situation and asked for a key to pray
before the Tabernacle. She asked if I wanted to go into the old church or the
new; something inside me told me to ask for the key to the new church. Once
inside the new church, I understood why I "wanted" to pray inside the new
church; to the left of the Tabernacle was a Divine Mercy picture. I knelt under
the picture and prayed for my sister, repeating the Chaplet. Then I had this
urge to go right before the Tabernacle and pray. I knelt and asked St. Faustina
to come down and pray for my sister at her bedside. I then went over to a statue
of the Blessed Mother and said a Rosary on behalf of my sister. I lit a candle
and left the church



That night, I took my place by Cary’s bed, held her hand and prayed. Then I
just sat there looking at her. At 9:30 I bowed my head again to pray and this
is what I saw:



At the foot of Cary's bed on the floor was St. Faustina on her knees praying the
Chaplet. Her head was bowed down and she prayed deeply. Off in the distance was
the Blessed Mother watching with loving, compassionate eyes. However, she was
far away and looked to be only two inches tall because she was so far away.
Standing next to St. Faustina was Cary's husband, who had died four years ago.
He was young, about 33. (I had never seen him young as Cary married him when he
was much, much older, but I recognized him immediately). Standing on the other
side of the bed were my mother and father (my mother died in 1998, my father
died in 2003). They were young, about 30 or so. They were smiling. Behind them
were other people, but I could not recognize them. Then, to the right of St.
Faustina appeared three very old, wise looking men in gray robes. I asked who
they were and was told that they were Cary's guardian angels. Then a rather
heavyset man, short and round in a gray robe was standing behind St. Faustina.
He had a round face with deep smile lines. He had a burgundy rope tied around
his waste and he had a monk haircut. He was so happy. His smile was huge. He
just stood there smiling while St. Faustina prayed. I looked up at the Blessed
Mother and asked why she wasn't coming down and praying and the Blessed Mother
just kept staring at St. Faustina.



Suddenly, below Cary's bed a black cloud arose. It was the length of the bed. In
the cloud were horrid long arms and hands. The hands had long sharp finger
nails and they were grabbing at the bed trying to get to Cary. There was hissing
and horrible sounds coming from the black cloud. All the while St. Faustina
kept praying. St. Faustina never looked up; she just kept her head bowed and
prayed.



Then from the upper left ceiling of the room came a white cloud. It encircled
the room. It swirled around the top of the room and then enveloped the whole
room. As it came down against the black cloud, it pushed the black cloud down
until it disappeared below the floor and the room was filled with the white
cloud. The white cloud rested in the room and just stayed there. Then two
angels appeared over Cary on each side of her head as if just resting above her
shoulders. The angles were beyond beautiful. They were dazzling white, a white
"clean" and pure no words can explain. The angels had huge feathered wings.
They smiled and looked at Cary with very loving eyes. They sat there as if to
say, "We are here to protect you Cary, fear not."



After the angels appeared, St. Faustina stood up, smiled and then faded away.
As she left, the Blessed Mother came into the room from above and stood at the
end of Cary's bed. I asked the Blessed Mother why she didn't come down and pray
for Cary. The Blessed Mother told me that I had asked for St. Faustina to come
and pray and that she (the Blessed Mother) did not want to get in the way; St.
Faustina was doing her "job." (of which The Blessed Mother said that St.
Faustina did well.)



Then the Blessed Mother turned and invited many people into the room. I did not
recognize them. I did see a very, very old man who was quite tall. I asked who
he was and the Blessed Mother said he was an "ancient" from long ago who was
from our family. While this was going on, I looked up to my left and far away
was God the Father sitting on a large throne with angels on each side, looking
down at everything going on in the room. He was holding a long staff (scepter I
believe) and in the center of His chest was a Golden Heart that looked to be on
fire and had rays of white and gold light streaming from it. I was told that
the White Cloud that came into the room was the Holy Spirit and that it came
directly from God the Father's Heart. In fact, He showed it to me, that is, the
cloud coming out of His Heart. He said that is where the Holy Spirit comes from,
His Heart.



Standing on the left side of God was Jesus. Jesus had a big smile on his face.
In fact, coming out of every pour of Jesus' body was light, and the light was
filled with joy. Joy was just gushing out of His body. I couldn't believe how
much Joy was streaming out from Jesus, and His smile. He has the smile of a
little child; it is perfect. Moreover, His eyes say, "I love you and I want you
to share my joy!" He just smiled and smiled. I turned and looked at my parents
and saw a very handsome tall man about 30 years old standing behind my parents.
I asked who that was and they said it was my younger brother who died before he
was born. He looked like my dad and my grandson, Jacob Lyons, combined. He was
very handsome and had black wavy hair. The room became filled with people, too
numerous to count.



The Blessed Mother then left and the monk took her place at the end of the bed.
I looked up to the left in the "sky" and saw the Blessed Mother standing to the
right of God the Father and Jesus to His left. The Blessed Mother was looking
at us. Her eyes are beautiful beyond description and her gaze is one of total,
unfathomable compassion; a gaze that only a mother can have for her children.
There was so much love and comfort in her eyes! Oh, she loves us so much; words
cannot describe her love for us!



Then I looked over at God the Father. He was neither smiling nor frowning. He
just sat there will all the wisdom of the ages in His face. A look that said,
"I know all, I am all, I am in charge, rest in my wisdom." Then on his left was
Jesus. Now I know this is going to sound absolutely crazy (as if this whole
writing doesn't sound crazy) but Jesus was standing there with this incredible
smile; this big, goofy, loving, child-like smile. It's as if His smile is
saying, "Love like a child, trust like a child, smile like a child; don't worry
about a thing, my Father's got everything under control." And like I said
before, perfect joy emanates from Jesus. He is so happy; He just wants to share
His Joy with us. You can't imagine how much He loves us; human words can't
describe it. The best way I can describe it is this: I have a three-year-old
grandson. I just love hugging him. I can't hug him enough. And he loves to be
hugged and held. Jesus wants to hug us and be with us just like I love being
with my grandson.



An hour now passed and I opened my eyes. My uncle and cousin were in the room
and they said I had been "looking" all about with my eyes closed. They asked
what I "saw." I told them. They were astounded; and I was exhausted. I said I
had to go to the hotel and get some sleep. But then the nurse came in and said
they were going to increase the morphine and that I may want to stick around as
Cary's time could be soon. So Nohl, Cary's daughter and I stayed the evening.
By 6:00 AM I had to go back to the hotel and get some rest. Cary was still
alive. It was now Thursday, February 15.



I slept until late morning and then returned to the hospital. I sat next to
Cary and held her hand. I closed my eyes and now saw a translucent "orb" around
Cary, as if to protect her. Above the orb over her at each shoulder were the
beautiful angels. When I held Cary's hand, I was in the orb and protected too.
It felt "warm." Peace was all about. My parents were still there along with
Cary's husband and many other people (in spirit form). I stayed and just sat
there all afternoon. I didn't pray, I just sat there periodically telling Cary
I loved her and that everything would be fine.



That evening I finally went to dinner at 9:00 PM. My uncle, cousin and Cary's
daughter, Nohl, stayed in the room. Cary's breathing was now very shallow and
her skin had turned a strange yellow-gray color. The inside of her mouth was
black. It was most clear that her passing was imminent. I went to dinner and my
plan was to go back to the hotel for some rest. At the end of dinner at 10:00
pm, I bowed my head to say a short prayer of thanksgiving, when I heard my
sister, clear as a bell, say to me, "Come back, I'm not going until you are
here." I drove back to the hospital and arrived at her bedside at 10:13 pm.
Cary died at 10:28. As she was taking her last breath, I closed my eyes and saw
her "jump" out of her body and everyone (spirits) in the room disappeared,
instantly. The room became cold and it was truly empty.



It took the resident doctor about 30 minutes to come up from ER and confirmed
she was dead. I left the hospital, joyful that my sister was now with the Lord
and that I could get some rest. Upon laying my head on the pillow, I closed my
eyes only to see the following:



My sister was sanding before the Lord. He had this big huge smile on His face
and His arms were open. Standing behind my sister were my parents, her husband,
her three guardian angels and a host of others. Jesus said to my sister, "You
see, I am the Christ Light you have always looked for and here I am." It was
almost as if He said, "Duh, it's Me!" He was smiling and laughing. Before Cary
hugged Him, she turned to me and said, "Thank you for having St. Faustina come
down and pray for me." Then she turned and hugged the Lord and the vision faded
out. I could feel the joy and peace. I couldn't stop smiling. I knew without
any reservation whatsoever that my sister was with the Lord and that St.
Faustina had interceded on her behalf when she was dying.



I attest that this is what I experienced and saw commencing Saturday, February
10 and ending the evening of Thursday, February 15, 2007, in Kingman, Arizona.



This was written on March 16, 2007, at the request of multiple people who said I
should record these events.



Post Script: My late sister had a very close friend named Dennis. Dennis,
during the Viet Nam war, actually died and was in a body bag. Upon his death,
he met the Lord Jesus. The Lord explained to Dennis that Dennis' work on earth
was not completed yet and would he go back. Dennis said "yes" as long as he
could come back to Jesus when Dennis' job on earth was completed and Jesus said
yes. He came back in the body bag and scared the people about to load the bag
on a transport.



Now fast forward to Wed, Feb 14, 2007. Dennis, who lived 50 miles away from the
hospital where my sister was in, told me on Thursday morning, Feb 15, that he
too saw what I saw in Cary's room the night before. He described St. Faustina,
but had no idea who she was (Dennis is not Catholic). He saw all the same people
in the room, including the smiling Monk.



When I mentioned the black cloud and hands to him, Dennis said that he saw it
too and that the hands and black cloud were Cary's fears manifesting themselves.
He explained that our fears can bring evil and actually bring us into an evil
place. Cary was extremely fearful of dying and was fighting it. Her fear,
according to Dennis, was manifesting itself. She was also not sure of who Jesus
truly was/is and was very afraid of what was on the other side.

ye know, i've read less contentious thread that had pagans and christians bashing each other. this is christianity? who in their right mind would want to have anything to do with such a hate filled belief structure? ye actually sound like ye'd be willing to do violence to each other because of the translation ye hold in esteem. wow.

The mere fact that you have to decide what VERSION to use should tell you it's all bullshit. My god, how disillusioned you are for believing this crap. I got some land in Podunk, Arkansas to sell...you interested?

Forget it, the KJV is full of errors. First, Luther threw
out 7 books of the Bible because they conflicted with his
new false teachings.

The KJV has thousands upon thousands of deletions and
additions. Don't you wish to know as close as you can...
Our Lord's true words?

And it's hypocritical, the ac's (anti-Catholics) on the forum
make a point to post and repost about the homosexual scandal
in the priesthood but they love the KJV. Why? Everyone knows
King James was homosexual. Satan attacks the priesthood, he
believes in the spiritual power of the priesthood and he knows
the Holy Mass saves the world.

Read the Douay-Rheims Bible now, it will help you to prepare for the Great Warning.


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#1 King James was not your friend he was part of The Elite TPTB. #2 Francis Bacon an Alchemist was his Editor.

What about Christians who don't speak or read English?

OP this is an issue that is important to myself, please read through this link and respond.


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Those seeking Jesus should read texts beyond the Bible....

The Bible is incomplete when it comes to Jesus....

those seeking Jesus ought to go check out the books available on fourwinds10.com, most of which are written by "jesus"

We glorify the one that is evil when we fight/argue among ourselves. The battle belongs to God alone. Be imitators of Christ first, scholars second. If I give a homeless man a copy of any Bible and he believes; my Father is glorified. I will trust that the Holy Spirit will lead that man to all truth. His laws are written on our hearts and not one letter of the Law was made void by Christ. Please accept the great gift of grace and focus on our true mission and purpose. We spread only darkness with these arguments. I wonder, was even one non believer who was curious turned away by the my Bible is better than your Bible argument today. This is after all, a conspiracy forum.

1 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. 2 The same was in the beginning with God. 3 All things were made through him; and without him was not anything made that hath been made. 4 In him was life; and the life was the light of men.
John 1:1-4 (ASV)

43 Jesus answered and said unto them, Murmur not among yourselves. 44 No man can come to me, except the Father that sent me draw him: and I will raise him up in the last day. 45 It is written in the prophets, And they shall all be taught of God. Every one that hath heard from the Father, and hath learned, cometh unto me.
John 6:43-45 (ASV)


1 Wherefore thou art without excuse, O man, whosoever thou art that judgest: for wherein thou judges another, thou condemnest thyself; for thou that judgest dost practise the same things. 2 And we know that the judgment of God is according to truth against them that practise such things. 3 And reckonest thou this, O man, who judgest them that practise such things, and doest the same, that thou shalt escape the judgment of God?
Romans 2:1-3 (ASV)



Last Edited by Slip Kid on 04/19/2010 11:47 AM

What about other books of Jesus, like the Gospel of Thomas ??

this post is a load of crap

The ROMAN "universal church" is a sun worshipping blood cult, an exact duplicate of the Isis/Astarte/Tammuz/Mithra religon that Constantine believed in when he declared "christianity" (a made-up word by the rcc) to be the State religion.

All the holidays are pagan babylonian mystery holidays of sacrifice of humans; all the priests and nuns are patterned after the babylonian priests and nuns, and the idea that the pope is g.o.d. on earth, is exactly what the high priest of babylonian mystery religion was. Why do you think the vatican has all the statutes of the pagan g.o.d.s. (Mithra, Jupiter, Isis) enshrined in it's enclave?? Because THAT IS WHO THEY REALLY WORSHIP!

NOT TO MENTION THAT THE POPE CHANGED THE 10 COMMANDMENTS AND THE SABBATH DAY SO THAT THEY COULD CONTINUE TO WORSHIP THE S.U.N. ON "his" day...s.u.n.d.a.y.......

COME OUT OF HER MY PEOPLE....MYSTERY BABYLON, THE HARLOT!

The Roman Catholic Influence Behind The Modern Bible Versions

Easter didn't exist when Luke wrote Acts. And I posted the man-made origin of the KJVO myth in another thread.

Jack Chick and Gail Riplinger's stuff is phony as a Ford Silverado. And Dr. Gipp should be called "The Wrong Answer Man".