Deliver me, Lord, from everlasting death on that dreadful day—When the heavens and the earth shall be moved—When Thou shall come to judge the world by fire.I quake with fear and I tremble, awaiting the day of account and the wrath to come—When the heavens and the earth shall be moved.That day—The day of anger—Calamity—Misery—That great day—Most bitter—When Thou shalt come to judge the world by fire.
There is sound reason to believe that anyone would quake with fear and tremble at such a terrifying prospect.
Here is a wordy weapon of fear sharpened to its keenest to frighten honest folk and fill them with gloom and despair.
Here again, you have the wrath of God brought into your life—the same pagan idea that has been handed down through the ages, transferred from a plurality of gods to the One God.
Could there be a more infamous libel upon the Father of the Universe, with whom wrath is an utter and complete and fantastic impossibility?
Do you wonder that spirits heartily condemn all such wicked, mischievous effusions as this—they can do no good upon the one hand and a great deal of damage upon the other.
For no soul can derive one spark of benefit from such outrageous prayers.
They can cause infinite fear and pain to sensitive folk in mourning.

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