The writings of the Apostolic FathersClement I, Pope
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The writings of the Apostolic Fathers
Clement I, Pope
Apostolic Fathers; Christian literature, Early
Twenty days after the former vision I saw another vision, brethren—a
representation of the tribulation that is to come. I was going to a
country house along the Campanian road. Now the house lay about ten
furlongs from the public road. The district is one rarely[1612]
traversed. And as I walked alone, I prayed the Lord to complete the
revelations which He had made to me through His holy Church, that He
might strengthen me,[1613] and give repentance to all His servants who
were going astray, that His great and glorious name might be glorified
because He vouchsafed to show me His marvels.[1614] And while I was
glorifying Him and giving Him thanks, a voice, as it were, answered me,
“Doubt not, Hermas;” and I began to think with myself, and to say, “What
reason have I to doubt—I who have been established by the Lord, and who
have seen such glorious sights?” I advanced a little, brethren, and, lo!
I see dust rising even to the heavens. I began to say to myself, “Are
cattle approaching and raising the dust?” It was about a furlong’s
distance from me. And, lo! I see the dust rising more and more, so that
I imagined that it was something sent from God. But the sun now shone
out a little, and, lo! I see a mighty beast like a whale, and out of its
mouth fiery locusts proceeded. But the size of that beast was about a
hundred feet, and it had a head like an urn.[1615] I began to weep, and
to call on the Lord to rescue me from it. Then I remembered the word
which I had heard, “Doubt not, O Hermas.” Clothed, therefore, my
brethren, with faith in the Lord,[1616] and remembering the great things
which He had taught me, I boldly faced the beast. Now that beast came on
with such noise and force, that it could itself have destroyed a
city.[1617] I came near it, and the monstrous beast stretched itself out
on the ground, and showed nothing but its tongue, and did not stir at
all until I had passed by it. Now the beast had four colours on its
head—black, then fiery and bloody, then golden, and lastly white.
CHAP. II.
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