I enter no plea against any man.

Another will judge, who said, '_Destroy this temple and in three days I will rear it up_.' But He spake of the temple of His body; which was destroyed and is raised up; and its living and irrevocable triumph I, or some other servant of God, will celebrate at this altar, Sunday by Sunday, that whosoever will may see, yes, and taste it.

The state of this poor shell is but a little matter to a God whose majesty once inhabited a stable; yet the honour of this, too, shall be restored.

You wonder how, perhaps.
_It may be the Lord will work for us; for there is no restraint to the Lord to save by many or by few_.

Go to your homes now and ponder this; and having pondered, if you will, pray for us." As the Raymonds left the church they found Squire Moyle waiting by the porch.