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
They answered, ‘We know not what we shall do; we did not think once that
we should have been such traitors to Shaddai as we have proved to be.
What, then, shall we say to our Lord? Let him put no trust in his
saints; let the Prince dwell in our castle, and make of our town a
garrison; let him set his noble captains and his warlike soldiers over
us; yea, let him conquer us with his love, and overcome us with his
grace, and then surely shall he be but with us, and help us, as he was
and did that morning that our pardon was read unto us. We shall comply
with this our Lord, and with his ways, and fall in with his word against
the mighty.
‘One word more, and thy servants have done, and in this will trouble our
Lord no more. We know not the depth of the wisdom of thee, our Prince.
Who could have thought, that had been ruled by his reason, that so much
sweet as we do now enjoy should have come out of those bitter trials
wherewith we were tried at the first! But, Lord, let light go before,
and let love come after: yea, take us by the hand, and lead us by thy
counsels, and let this always abide upon us, that all things shall be the
best for thy servants, and come to our Mansoul, and do as it pleaseth
thee. Or, Lord, come to our Mansoul, do what thou wilt, so thou keepest
us from sinning, and makest us serviceable to thy Majesty.’
Then said the Prince to the town of Mansoul again, ‘Go, return to your
houses in peace. I will willingly in this comply with your desires; I
will remove my royal pavilion, I will draw up my forces before Eye-gate
to-morrow, and so will march forwards into the town of Mansoul. I will
possess myself of your castle of Mansoul, and will set my soldiers over
you: yea, I will yet do things in Mansoul that cannot be paralleled in
any nation, country, or kingdom under heaven.’ Then did the men of
Mansoul give a shout, and returned unto their houses in peace; they also
told to their kindred and friends the good that Emmanuel had promised to
Mansoul. ‘And to-morrow,’ said they, ‘he will march into our town, and
take up his dwelling, he and his men, in Mansoul.’
Then went out the inhabitants of the town of Mansoul with haste to the
green trees and to the meadows, to gather boughs and flowers, therewith
to strew the streets against their Prince, the Son of Shaddai, should
come; they also made garlands and other fine works to betoken how joyful
they were, and should be to receive their Emmanuel into Mansoul; yea,
they strewed the street quite from Eye-gate to the castle-gate, the place
where the Prince should be. They also prepared for his coming what music
the town of Mansoul would afford, that they might play before him to the
palace, his habitation.
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