The death that is near to us perchance is nearer still to some of you; and how will you awaken who perish in your sins?
What if the sword of God should empty yonder throne?
What if the voice of God should call on him who fills it to make answer of his deeds?
Soon or late, O people, it will call on him and you to pass hence, some naturally in your age, others by the sharp and dreadful roads of sword, pestilence or famine.

Already those woes which He whom you crucified foretold, knock at your door, and within a few short years not one of you who crowd this place in thousands will draw the breath of life.
Nothing will remain of you on earth save the fruit of those deeds which you have done--these and your bones, no more.

Repent you, therefore, repent while there is time; for I, whom you have doomed, I am bidden to declare that judgment is at hand.

Yes, even now, although you see him not, the Angel of the Lord hangs over you and writes your names within his book.

Now while there is time I would pray for you and for your king.