The Holy War, Made by King Shaddai Upon Diabolus, for the Regaining of the Metropolis of the World; Or, The Losing and Taking Again of the Town of MansoulBunyan, John
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The Holy War, Made by King Shaddai Upon Diabolus, for the Regaining of the Metropolis of the World; Or, The Losing and Taking Again of the Town of Mansoul
Bunyan, John
Christian fiction; Soul; Spiritual warfare -- Fiction
Well, he seeing himself thus exalted to greatness and honour, and raging
in his mind for higher state and degree, what doth he but begins to think
with himself how he might be set up as lord over all, and have the sole
power under Shaddai. (Now that did the King reserve for his Son, yea,
and had already bestowed it upon him.) Wherefore he first consults with
himself what had best to be done; and then breaks his mind to some other
of his companions, to the which they also agreed. So, in fine, they came
to this issue that they should make an attempt upon the King’s Son to
destroy him, that the inheritance might be theirs. Well, to be short,
the treason, as I said, was concluded, the time appointed, the word
given, the rebels rendezvoused, and the assault attempted. Now the King
and his Son being all and always eye, could not but discern all passages
in his dominions; and he, having always love for his Son as for himself,
could not at what he saw but be greatly provoked and offended: wherefore
what does he, but takes them in the very nick and first trip that they
made towards their design, convicts them of the treason, horrid
rebellion, and conspiracy that they had devised, and now attempted to put
into practice, and casts them altogether out of all place of trust,
benefit, honour, and preferment. This done, he banishes them the court,
turns them down into the horrible pits, as fast bound in chains, never
more to expect the least favour from his hands, but to abide the judgment
that he had appointed, and that for ever.
Now they being thus cast out of all place of trust, profit, and honour,
and also knowing that they had lost their prince’s favour for ever,
(being banished his court, and cast down to the horrible pits,) you may
he sure they would now add to their former pride what malice and rage
against Shaddai, and against his Son, they could. Wherefore, roving and
ranging in much fury from place to place, if, perhaps, they might find
something that was the King’s, by spoiling of that, to revenge themselves
on him; at last they happened into this spacious country of Universe, and
steer their course towards the town of Mansoul; and considering that that
town was one of the chief works and delights of King Shaddai, what do
they but, after counsel taken, make an assault upon that. I say, they
knew that Mansoul belonged unto Shaddai; for they were there when he
built it and beautified it for himself. So when they had found the
place, they shouted horribly for joy, and roared on it as a lion upon the
prey, saying, ‘Now we have found the prize, and how to be revenged on
King Shaddai for what he hath done to us.’ So they sat down and called a
council of war, and considered with themselves what ways and methods they
had best to engage in for the winning to themselves this famous town of
Mansoul, and these four things were then propounded to be considered of.
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