They threw Daniel in the lions' den. No uncertainty, he stood there. He had hidden power, not a rabbit foot in his pocket, not a charm to wear around his neck. They make me sick with all those crosses, and charms, and everything, Protestant and Catholic both wear, no virtue in them. It's all right to have it; but to worship it the way you do: hang it in your car and think it'll keep you from having a wreck, it won't do it.