First half of part to you the sixth stage. Now I saw that they
went on to their ascent that was a little way off, cast up to
be a prospect for pilgrims. This was the place from whence Christian had the
first sight of Faithful his brother. Wherefore here they sat down and rested.
They also here did eat and drink and make merry, for that they had
gotten deliverance from this so dangerous an enemy. As they sat thus and did
eat, Christiana asked the guide if he had caught no hurt in the battle.
Then said mister Greatheart, no, save a little on my flesh.
Yet that also shall be so far from being to my detriment, that it
is at present a proof of my love to my master and you, and
shall be a means by grace to increase my reward at last. Christiana,
But were you not afraid, good sir, when you saw him come with
his club. Mister Greatheart, it is my duty, said he, to
mistrust mine own ability, that I may have reliance on him who is stronger
than all. Christiana, But what did you think would he fetch you down
to the ground at the first blow, mister Greatheart? Why I thought quoth
he that so my master himself was served. And yet he it was that
conquered at last. Second Corinthians four ten and eleven, Romans eight thirty seven.
Matthew, when you all have thought what you please, I think God
has been wonderfully good unto us, both in bringing us out of this valley
and in delivering us out of the hand of this enemy. For my part,
I see no reason why we should distrust our God any more, since
he has, now, and in such a place as this, given us
such testimony of his love. Then they got up and went forward. Now
a little before them stood in oak and under it. When they came to
it, they found an old pilgrim, fast asleep. They knew that he
was a pilgrim by his clothes and his staff and his girdle. So the
guide, mister Greatheart, awaked him, and the old gentleman, as he
lifted up his eyes, cried out, what's the matter. Who are you?
And what is your business here? Mister Greatheart, Come man, be
not so hot, Here are none but friends. Yet the old man gets
up and stands upon his guard, and will know of them what they are.
Then said the guide, my name is Great Heart, I am the
guide of these pilgrims that are going to the celestial country. Mister Honest,
then said mister Honest, I cry you mercy. I feared that you had
been of the company of those that some time ago did rob little faith of
his money. But now I look better about me. I perceive you are
honest a people. Mister Greatheart. Why what would or could you have done
to have helped yourself if indeed we had been of that company mister Honest done,
why I would have fought as long as breath had been in me.
And had I so done, I am sure you could never have given me
the worst aunt. For a Christian can never be overcome unless he shall yield
of himself. Mister Greatheart, Well said father honest, quoth the guide.
For by this I know thou art a cock of the right kind, For
thou hast said the truth, mister Honest. And by this also I know
that thou knowest what true pilgrimages for all others do think that we are the
soonest overcome of any Mister Greatheart, Well, now we are so happily met.
Pray, let me crave your name and the name of the place you
came from, mister Honest. My name I cannot tell you, but I
came from the town of Stupidity. It lieth about four degrees beyond the City
of Destruction. Mister Greatheart, Oh are you that countryman? Then I deem
I have half a guess of you. Your name is Old Honesty, is
it not, mister Honest? So the old gentleman blushed and said, not
honesty in the abstract. But Honest is my name, and I wish that
my nature may agree to what I am called. But sir, said the
old gentleman, how could you guess that I am such a man, since
I came from such a place. Mister Greatheart. I had heard of you
before by my Master, for he knows all things that are done on the
earth. But I have often wondered that any should come from your place,
for your town is worse than is the city of Destruction itself. Mister Honest,
Yes, wely more off from the sun, and so are more cold
and senseless. But were a man in a mountain of ice, yet if
the sun of righteousness will arise upon him, his frozen heart shall feel a
thaw. And thus it has been with me, mister Greatheart, I believe
it, Father, honest, I believe it, for I know the thing
is true. Then the old gentleman saluted all the pilgrims with a holy kiss
of charity, and asked them their names and how they had fared since they
set out on their pilgrimage. Christiana then said, Christiana my name. I
suppose you have heard of good Christian was my husband, and these four are
his children. But can you think how the old gentleman was taken when she
told him who she was. He skipped, he smiled. He blessed them
with a thousand good wishes, saying, mister, honest, I have heard
much of your husband, and of his travels and wars which he underwent in
his days. Be it spoken to your comfort. The name of your husband
rings all over these parts of the world. His faith, his courage,
his enduring and his sincerity under all had made his name famous. Then he
turned him to the boys and asked them of their names, which they told
him. Then said he unto them, Matthew, be thou like Matthew the
publican, not in vice, but in virtue. Matthew ten three. Samuel
said he be thou like Samuel the prophet, a man of faith and prayer,
Psalm ninety nine six. Joseph said, he be thou like Joseph in
Potiphar's house haste, and one that flees from temptation Genesis thirty nine. And
James be thou like James the Just, and like James the brother of our
Lord, Acts one thirteen. Then they told him of Mercy, and how
she had left her town and her kindred to come along with Christiana and with
her sons. At that, the old honest man said, Mercy is thy
name. By Mercy, shalt thou be sustained and carried through all those difficulties
that shall assault thee in thy way, till thou shalt come thither, where
thou shalt look the fountain of Mercy in the face with comfort. All this
while the guide, mister Greatheart, was very well pleased and smiled upon his
companions. Now, as they walked along together, the guide asks the old
gentleman if he did not know one mister Fearing that came on pilgrimage out of
his parts. Mister honest, yes, very well, said he. He
was a man that had the root of the matter in him, But he
was one of the most troublesome pilgrims that ever I met with in all my
days. Mister Greatheart, I perceive ye knew him, for ye have given
a very right character of him. Mister Honest, knew him. I was
a great companion of his. I was with him most an end when he
first began to think upon what would come upon us hereafter. I was with
him, mister Greatheart. I was his guide from my master's house to the
gates of the celestial city. Mister Honest, Then ye knew him to be
a troublesome one, Mister Greatheart, I did so, but I could very
well bear it, for men of my calling are oftentimes entrusted with the conduct
of such as he was. Mister Honest. Well, then pray let us
hear a little of him, and how he managed himself under your conduct,
mister Greatheart. Why he was always afraid that he should come short of whither
he had a desire to go. Everything frightened him that he heard anybody speak
of, if it had but the least appearance of opposition in it. I
heard that he lay roaring at the slow of Despond for above a month together,
nor durst Eve, for all he saw several go over before him venture.
Though they, many of them, offered to lend him their hands,
he would not go back again, neither the celestial city. He said he
should die if he came not to it. And yet he was dejected at
every difficulty, and stumbled at every straw that anybody cast in his way.
Well after he had lain at the slow of despond a great while, as
I have told you once unshiny morning. I do not know how he ventured
and so got over, but when he was over, he would scarce.
Believe it, he had I think a slow of despond in his mind,
a slow that he carried everywhere with him, or else he could never have
been as he was. So he came up to the gate, you know
what I mean, that stands at the head of this way. And there
also he stood a good while before he would venture to knock. When the
gate was opened, he would give back and give place to others, and
say that he was not worthy for or he got before some to the gate,
Yet many of them went in before him. There the poor man would
stand shaking and shrinking. I dare say it would have pitied one's heart to
have seen him, nor would he go back again. At last, he
took the hammer that hanged on the gate in his hand and gave a small
rap or two than one opened to him. But he shrunk back as before.
He that open stepped out after him and said, thou trembling one,
what wantest thou? With that he fell down to the ground. He that
spoke to him wondered to see him so faint, So he said to him,
peace be to thee up, for I have set open the door to
thee. Come in, for thou art blessed. With that, he got
up and went in, trembling, And when he was in he was ashamed
to show his face. Well after he had been entertained there. While,
as you know how the manner is, he was bid go on his way,
and also told the way he should take. So he went on till
he came out to our house. But as he behaved himself at the gate,
so he did at my master the Interpreter's door. He lay there about
in the cold a good while before he would adventure to call. Yet he
would not go back, and the nights were long and cold. Then,
nay, he had a note of necessity in his bosom to my master to
receive him and grant him the comfort of his house, and also to allow
him a stout and valiant conductor, because he was himself so chicken hearted a
man. And yet for all that, he was afraid to call at the
door. So he lay up and down thereabouts till poor man, he was
almost starved. YEA, so great was his dejection, that, though he
saw several others for knocking get in, yet he was afraid to venture.
At last, I think I looked out of the window, and, perceiving
a man to be up and down about the door, I went out to
him and asked what he was. But poor man, the water stood in
his eyes, so I perceived what he wanted. I went therefore in and
told it in the house, and we showed the thing to our lord.
So he sent me out again to entreat him to come in. But I
dare say I had hard work to do it. At last he came in,
and I will say that for my Lord. He carried it wonderful lovingly
to him. There were but a few good bits at the table, but
some of it was laid upon his trencher. Then he presented the note,
and my Lord looked thereon and said his desire should be granted. So when
he had been there a good while, he seemed to get some heart and
to be a little more comfortable. For my master, you must know,
is one of very tender bowls, especially to them that are afraid. Wherefore
he carried it so towards him as might tend most to his encouragement. Well,
when he had had a sight of the things of the place and was
ready to take his journey to go to the city, my lord, as
he did to Christian before, gave him a bottle of spirits and some comfortable
things to eat. Thus we set forward, and I went before him.
But the man was but a few words. Only he would sigh aloud.
When we were come to where the three fellows were hanged, he said that
he doubted that that would be his end. Also, only he seemed glad
when he saw the cross and the sepulcher there. I confess he desired to
stay a little to look, and he seemed for a while after to be
a little cheery. When he came to the hill difficulty, he'd made no
stick at that, nor did he much fear the lions. For you must
know that his troubles were not about such things as these. His fear was
about his acceptance at last. I got him in at the House Beautiful,
I think before he was willing. Also, when he was in, I
brought him acquainted with the damsels of the place. But he was ashamed to
make himself much in company. He desired much to be alone. Yet he
always loved good talk, and often would get behind the screen to hear it.
He also loved much to see ancient things and to be pondering them in
his mind. He told me afterward that he loved to be in those two
houses from which he came last, to wit at the Gate, and that
of the Interpreter, but that he does not be so bold as to ask.
When we went, also from the House Beautiful, down the hill into
the valley of Humiliation, he went down as well as ever I saw a
man in my life, for he cared not how mean he was, so
he might be happy at last. Yeah, I think there was a kind
of sympathy betwixt that valley and him, for I never saw him better in
all his pilgrimage than he was in that valley. Here he would lie down,
embrace the ground and kiss the very flowers that grew in this valley Lamentations
three twenty seven to twenty nine. He would, I'll be up every morning
by break of day, tracing and walking to and fro in the valley.
But when he was come to the entrance of the Valley of the Shadow of
Death, I thought I should have lost my man, not for that he
had any inclination to go back that he always abhorred. But he was ready
to die for fear. Oh the hobgoblins will have me. The hobgoblins will
have me, he cried he, and I could not beat him out of
it. He made such a noise and such an outcry here that had they
but heard him, it was enough to encourage them to come and fall upon
us. But this I took very great notice of that this valley was as
quiet as when we went through it, as ever I knew it before.
Since I suppose those enemies here had now a special check from our Lord and
a command not to meddle until mister Fearing had passed over it. It would
be too tedious to tell of all. We will therefore only mention a passage
or two more. When he was come to Vanity, fair. I thought
he would have fought with all the men in the fair. I feared there
we should have been both knocked on the head, so hot was he against
their fooleries. Upon the enchanted ground, he was very wakeful. But when
he was come at the river, there was no bridge. There again he
was in a heavy case. Now now he said he should be drowned for
ever, and so never see that face with comfort that he had come so
many miles to behold. And here also I took notice of what was very
remarkable. The water of that river was lower at this time than ever I
saw it in all my life. So he went over at last, not
much above Wetshod. When he was going up to the gate, I began
to take leave of him, and to wish him a good reception above.
So he said, I shall, I shall. Then parted we asunder,
and I saw him no more, mister honest. Then it seems he was
well at last, mister greatheart. Yes, yes, I never had doubt
about him. He was a man of a choice spirit. Only he was
always kept very low, and that made his life so burdensome to himself and
so troublesome to others Psalm eighty eight. He was above many tender of sin.
He was so afraid of doing injuries to others that he often would deny
himself of that which was lawful, because he would not offend Romans fourteen twenty
one, First Corinthians eight thirteen. Mister honest, But what should be the
reason that such a good man should be all his days so much in the
dark, mister greatheart. There are two sorts of reasons for it. One
is the wise God will have it, so some must pipe and some must
weep. Matthew eleven sixteen. Now, mister Fearing was one that played upon
the bass. He and his fellows sound the sack, but whose notes are
more doleful than the notes of other music are. Though indeed some say the
bass is the ground of music, And for my part, I care not
at all for that profession, which begins not in heaviness of mind. The
first string that the musician usually touches is the bass when he intends to put
all in tune. God also plays upon this string first, when he sets
the soul in tune. For himself. Only there was the imperfection of mister
Fearing. He could play upon no other music but this till towards his latter
end. I make bold to talk thus metaphorically for the ripening of the wits
of young readers, and because in the Book of Revelation, the saved are
compared to accompany musicians that play upon their trumpets and harps and sing their songs
before the throne Revelations five, eight, fourteen, two and three. Mister
honest, he was a very zealous man, as one may see by the
relation you have given of him. Difficulties, lions or vanity fair he feared
not at all. It was only sin, death and hell that were to
him a terror, because he had some doubts about his interest in that celestial
country. Mister greatheart, you say right, those were the things that were
his troublers, And they, as you have well observed, arose from the
weakness of his mind thereabout, not from weakness of spirit. As to the
practical part of a pilgrim's life, I dare believe that, as the proverb
is, he could have bitter firebrand that stood in his way, But the
things with which he was oppressed, no man ever yet could shake off with
ease. Christiana then said Christiana, this relation of mister fearing has done me
good. I thought nobody had been like me. But I see there were
some semblance betwixt this good man and me. Only we differed in two things.
His troubles were so great that they broke out, but mine I kept
within. His also lay so hard upon him, they made him that he
could not knock at the houses provided for entertainment. But my trouble was always
such as made me knock the louder mercy. If I might also speak my
heart, I must say that something of him has also dwelt in me.
For I have ever been more afraid of the lake and the loss of a
place in Paradise than I have been of the loss other things. Oh thought,
I may I have the happiness to have a habitation. There tis enough,
though I part with all the world to win it. Matthew then,
said Matthew. Fear was one thing that made me think that I was far
from having that within me which accompanies salvation. But if it were so with
such a good man as he, why may it not also go well with
me? James, No fears, no grace, said James. Though there
is not always grace where there is the fear of hell. Yet to be
sure, there is no grace where there is no fear of God. Mister
Greatheart, well, said James, thou hast hit the mark. For the
fear of God is the beginning of wisdom. And to be sure, they
that want the beginning have neither middle nor end. But we will here conclude
our discourse of mister Fearing, after we have sent after him. This farewell
well, mister Fearing, Thou didst fear thy God, and was afraid of
doing anything while here that would have thee betrayed? And didst thou fear the
lake and pit? Would others do so too? For as for them that
want Thy wit, they do themselves undo. Now I saw that they still
went on in their talk, For after mister Greatheart had made an end with
mister Fearing, mister Honest began to tell them of another. But his name
was mister Selfwell, he pretended himself to be a pilgrim, said mister Honest.
But I persuade myself. He never came in at the gate that stands
at the head of the way, mister Greatheart, had you ever any talk
with him about it? Mister Honest, yes, more than once or twice.
But he would always be like himself self willed. He neither cared for
man, nor argument, nor yet example. What his mind prompted him to
that he would do, and nothing else could he be got to do.
Mister Greatheart, Pray what principles did he hold? For I suppose you can
tell, mister Honest. He held that a man might follow the vices as
well as the virtues of pilgrims, and that if he did both, he
should be certainly saved. Mister Greatheart, how if he had said, it
is possible for the best to be guilty of the vices as well as to
partake of the virtues of pilgrims, he could not much have been blamed for
indeed, we are exempted from no vice, absolutely, but on condition that
we watch and strive. But this, I perceive is not the thing.
If I understand you right, Your meaning is that he was of opinion that
it was allowable so to be mister Honest, Aye, aye, so I
mean, and so he believed and practiced, mister Greatheart. But what ground
had he for his so saying, mister Honest? Why he said he had
the scripture for his warrant. Mister Greatheart, prithee mister honest, present us
with a few particulars. Mister honest, so I will. He said,
to have to do with other men's wives had been practiced by David, God's
beloved, and therefore he could do it. He said, to have more
woman than one was a thing that Solomon practiced, and therefore he could do
it. He said that Sarah and the godly midwives of Egypt lied, and
so did save Rahab, and therefore he could do it. He said that
the disciples went at the bidding of their master and took away the owner's ass,
and therefore he could do so too. He said that Jacob got the
inheritance of his father in a way of gall and dissimulation, and therefore he
could do so too, mister Greatheart, high base. Indeed, and are
you sure he was of this opinion, mister honest, I heard him plead
for it, Bring scripture for it, bring arguments for it, etc.
Mister Greatheart, an opinion that is not fit to be with any allowance in
the world. Mister honest, you must understand me rightly. He did not
say that any man might do this, but that they who had the virtues
of those that did such things might also do the same, mister greatheart.
But what more false than such a conclusion. For this is as much as
to say that because good men heretofore have sinned of infirmity, therefore he had
allowance to do it of a presumptuous mind. Or that if because a child,
by the blast of the wind, or for that it stumbled at a
stone, fell down and defiled itself in the mire, therefore he might wilfully
lie down and wallow like a ball therein. Who could have thought that anyone
could so far have been blinded by the power of lust? But what is
written must be true. They stumble at the word, being disobedient, who
unto also they were appointed first Peter two eight. His supposing that such may
have the godly men's virtues, who addict themselves to their vices, is also
a delusion, as strong as the other, to eat up the sin of
God's people Joseiah for eight. As a dog licks up filth, is no
sign that one is possessed with their virtues. When all can I believe that
one who is of this opinion can at present have faith or love in him.
But I know you have made strong objection against him, prithee, What
can he say for himself, mister honest? Why he says to do this
by way of opinion seems abundantly more honest than to do it, and yet
hold contrary to it in opinion, mister Greatheart, a very wicked answer.
For though to let loose the bridle to lusts, while our opinions are against
such things is bad. Yet to sin and plead a toleration, so to
do is worse. The one stumbles, behold as accidentally the other leads them
into the snare. Mister Honest, there are many of this man's mind that
have not this man's mouth, and that makes going on pilgrimage of so little
esteem. As it is, Mister Greatheart, you have said the truth,
and it is to be lamented. But he that feereth the King of Paradise
shall come out of them. Christiana, there are strange opinions in the world.
I know one that said it was time enough to repent when we come
to die. Mister Greatheart, such are not overwise that man would have been
loath. Might he have had a week to run twenty miles in his life
to defer his journey to the last hour of that week. Mister, honest
you say right, and yet the generality of them who count themselves pilgrims do
indeed do. Thus. I am, as you see, an old man,
and have been a traveler in this road many a day, and I
have taken notice of many things. I have seen some that have set out
as if they would drive all the world before them, who yet have in
a few days died as they in the wilderness, and so never got sight
of the promised land. I have seen some that have promised nothing at first
setting out be pilgrims, and who one would have thought could not have lived
a day, that have yet proved very good pilgrims. I have seen some
who have run hastily forward, that again have after a little time, run
just as fast back again. I have seen some who have spoken very well
of a pilgrim's life at first, that after a while have spoken as much
against it. I have heard some, when they first set out for paradise
say positively, there is such a place, who, when they have been
almost there, have come back again and said there is none. I have
heard some vaunt what they would do in case they should be a post,
that have even at a false alarm fled Faith the pilgrim's way and awe.
Now as they were thus on their way, they came one running to meet
them, and said, gentlemen, and you of the weaker sort, if
you love life, shift for yourself else, for the robbers are before you.
Mister Greatheart. Then said mister Greatheart, they be the three that set
upon little Faith. Heretofore well said he. We are ready for them.
So they went on their way. Now they looked at every turning when they
should have met with the villains. But whether they heard of mister Greatheart,
or whether they had some other game, they came not up to the pilgrims.
Christiana then wished for an inn to refresh herself and her children, because
they were weary. Then said, mister honest, there is one and little
before us. We were a very honorable disciple, one Gaius Dwells, Romans
sixteen twenty three. So they all concluded to turn in thither and the rather
because the old gentleman gave him so good a report. When they came to
the door, they went in not knocking, for folks used not to knock
at the door of an inn. Then they called for the master of the
house, and he came to them. So they asked if they might lie
there that night. Gaius, yes, gentlemen, if you be true men,
for my house is for none but pilgrims. Then were Christiana, Mercy
and the boys. The more glad for that the innkeeper was a lover of
pilgrims. So they called for rooms, and he showed them one for Christiana
and her children and Mercy, and another for mister Greatheart and the old gentleman.
Mister Greatheart, then said mister Greatheart, good, Gaius, what hast
thou for supper? For these pilgrims have come far today and are weary.
Gaius, it is late, said Gaius, so we cannot conveniently go out
to seek food. But such as we have you shall be welcome to.
If that will content, is the great Heart. We will be content with
what thou hast in the house, for as much as I have proved thee
thou art never destitute of that which is convenient. Then he went down and
spent to the cook, whose name was Taste that which is good, to
get ready supper for so many pilgrims. This done, he comes up again,
saying, come, my good friends. You are welcome to me,
and I am glad that I have a house to entertain you in. And
while supper is making ready, if you please, let us entertain one another
with some good discourse, so they all said content. Gaius then said Gaius,
whose wife is this aged matron? And whose daughter is this young damsel?
Mister greatheart, This woman is the wife of one Christian, the pilgrim
of former times, and these are his four children. The maid is one
of her acquaintance, one that she had persuaded to come with her on pilgrimage.
The boys take all after their father, and covert to tread in his
steps. Yea. If they do, but see any place where the old
pilgrim hath lain, or any print of his foot, it ministereth joy to
their hearts, and they covert to lie or tread in the same. Gaius
then said, Gaius, is this Christian's wife? And are these Christians children?
I knew your husband's father, yea, also his father's father. Many
have been good of this stock. Their ancestors dwelt first at Antioch Acts eleven
twenty six Christians, progenitors, I suppose you have heard your husband talk of
them, were very worthy men. They have, above any that I know,
showed themselves men of great virtue and courage for the Lord of the pilgrims
his ways, and them that loved him. I have heard of many of
your husband's relations that have stood all trials for the sake of the truth.
Stephen, that was one of the first of the family. From whence your
husband Sprang was knocked on the head with stones Acts seven, fifty nine and
sixty James. Another of this generation was slain with the age of the sword,
Acts twelve two. To say nothing of Paul and Peter men anciently of
the family. From whence your husband came. There was Ignacious who has cast
the lions. Romanus whose flesh was cut by pieces from his bones, and
Polycarp that played the man in the fire. There was he that was hanged
up in a basket in the sun for the wasps to eat, And he
whom they put into a sack and cast him into the sea to be drowned.
It would be impossible utterly to count up all of that family who have
suffered injuries and death for the love of a pilgrim's life. Nor can I
but be glad to see that thy husband has left behind him four such boys
as these. I hope they will bear up their father's name and tread in
their father's steps, and come to their father's end. Mister Greatheart. Indeed,
Sir, they are likely lads. They seem to choose heartily their father's
ways. Gaius, that is it that I said. Wherefore Christian's family is
alike, still to spread abroad upon the face of the ground, and yet
to be numerous upon the face of the earth. Let Christiana look out some
damsels for her sons, to whom they may be betrothed, et cetera,
that the name of their father and the house of his progenitors may never be
forgotten in the world. Mister Honest, tis pity his family should fall and
be extinct, Gaius, fall, it cannot but be diminished. It may,
but let Christiana take my advice, and that is the way to uphold
it. And Christiana said this Innkeeper. I am glad to see THEE and
thy friend Mercy together here a lovely couple. And if I may advise,
take Mercy into a nearer relation to THEE, if she will let her be
given to Matthew, thy eldest son. It is the way to preserve a
posterity in the earth. So this match was concluded, and in process of
time they were married. But more of that hereafter. Jesus also proceeded and
said, I will now speak on the behalf of women, to take away
their reproach. For as death and the curse came into the world by a
woman Genesis three, so also did life and health. God set forth his
son maid of a woman. And Galatians four four yea to show how much
they that came after to abhor the act of the mother. This sex and
the Old Testament coveted children if happily this or that woman might be the mother
of the Savior of the world. I will say again that when the Savior
was come, women rejoiced in him before either men or angel. Luke one
forty two to forty six. I read not that ever any man did give
unto Christ so much as one groat, but the women followed him and ministered
to him of their substance Luke eight two and three twas a woman that washed
his feet with tears Luke seven thirty seven to fifty and a woman that anointed
his body at the burial John eleven two twelve three. They were women who
wept when he was going to the cross twenty three, twenty seven. And
women that followed him from the cross Matthew twenty seven fifty five and fifty six
Luke twenty three fifty five, and sat over against sepulcher when he was buried
Matthew twenty seven sixty one. They were women that were first with him at
his resurrection morn Luke twenty four one. And women that brought tidings first to
his disciples that he was risen from the dead Luke twenty four, twenty two
and twenty three. Women therefore are highly favored, and show by these things
that they are shares with us in the grace of life. End first half
of Part two, The sixth Stage