There is a scripture in the Bible. As far as I know, it is not in all translations of the Bible. But this I know for certain: It is in the King James Version.
When I was 10 perhaps 11, Daddy preached the scripture from the roughhewn pine pulpit in the tiny one room mountain church we attended. For all these years, it has clung to me like a small clump of red mud will cling to a pai...