\u2026 taking vengeance on them that know not Cod, and that obey not the Gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ. <\/i><\/p>\n
\u2014II Timothy 1:8<\/i><\/p>\n
1016<\/b> Bartholomew Was On Conscience<\/b><\/p>\n
The last words of Charles IX, who ordered the massacre on St. Bartholomew\u2019s Day, were: \u201cWhat blood! what murders! I know not where I am. How will all this end? What shall I do? I am lost forever. I know it.\u201d<\/p>\n
1017<\/b> To Prefer Hell<\/b><\/p>\n
Altamont the infidel, cried out his last words: \u201cMy principles have poisoned my friend; my extravagance has beggared my boy; my unkindness has murdered my wife. And is there another hell? Oh, thou blasphemed, yet most indulgent Lord God! Hell is a refuge if it hides me from thy frown.\u201d<\/p>\n
1018<\/b> \u201cYou Need Not Tell Me\u201d<\/b><\/p>\n
Sir Francis Newport, the head of an English infidel club, said to those gathered around his dying bed, \u201cYou need not tell me there is no God for I know there is one, and that I am in His angry presence! You need not tell me there is no hell, for I already feel my soul slipping into its fires! Wretches, cease your idle talk about there being hope for me! I know I am lost forever.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u2014Sunday School Times<\/i><\/p>\n
1019<\/b> So, It Is True! <\/b><\/p>\n
A newspaper article referred to a striking story in an anonymous book of memoirs published not long ago. The writer met the woman who nursed the great agnostic, Professor J. H. Huxley, through his last illness. She said that as he lay dying the great skeptic suddenly looked up at some sight invisible to mortal eyes, and, staring a while, whispered at last, \u201cSo it is<\/i> true.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u2014Reginald Kirby<\/p>\n
1020<\/b> Ingersoll\u2019s Hope<\/b><\/p>\n
The infidel, Robert Ingersoll, when standing at the grave of his brother, said, \u201cLife is a narrow vale between the cold and barren peaks of two eternities. We strive in vain to look beyond the height. We cry aloud, and the only answer is the echo of our wailing cry. From the voiceless lips of the unreplying dead there comes no word. But in the night of death hope sees a star and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing!\u201d<\/p>\n
1021<\/b> Stalin\u2019s Terrible Death<\/b><\/p>\n
Quoted in Newsweek<\/i> is Svetlana Stalin\u2019s description of her father\u2019s death. We quote: \u201cMy father died a difficult and terrible death \u2026 God grants an easy death only to the just. \u2026 At what seemed the very last moment he suddenly opened his eyes and cast a glance over everyone in the room. It was a terrible glance, insane or perhaps angry and full of fear of death \u2026 Then he lifted his left hand as though he were pointing to something above and bringing down a curse on us all. The gesture was full of menace \u2026 The next moment \u2026 the spirit wrenched itself free of the flesh.\u201d<\/p>\n
1022<\/b> \u201cDeath Not My Concern\u201d<\/b><\/p>\n
Said the Greek philosopher Epicurus, \u201cWhile I am, death is not; and when death is, I am not. Therefore, death is no concern to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
1023<\/b> Man To The End<\/b><\/p>\n
Lord Byron, an infidel to the end, exclaimed on his deathbed: \u201cShall I sue for mercy?\u201d After a long pause, he added, \u201cCome, come, no weakness; let\u2019s be a man to the last.\u201d<\/p>\n
1024<\/b> Go To Hell! <\/b><\/p>\n
Voltaire, on his deathbed, addressed his doctor: \u201cI am abandoned by God and man. I will give you half of what I am worth, if you will give me six months\u2019 life.\u201d The doctor replied, \u201cSir, you cannot live six weeks.\u201d Voltaire replied, \u201cThen I shall go to hell, and you will go with me.\u201d Soon after he expired. <\/p>\n
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