`` The governor and his mighty men , '' she said , `` have gathered together , taking counsel among themselves and saying , ` What shall we do unto this people -- even unto the people that have come into this land to put our iniquity to the blush ? ' And , lo ! the devil entereth into the council-chamber like a lame man of low stature and gravely apparelled , with a dark and twisted countenance and a bright , downcast eye . And he standeth up among the rulers ; yea , he goeth to and fro , whispering to each ; and every man lends his ear , for his word is ` Slay ! Slay ! ' But I say unto ye , Woe to them that slay ! Woe to them that shed the blood of saints ! Woe to them that have slain the husband and cast forth the child , the tender infant , to wander homeless and hungry and cold till he die , and have saved the mother alive in the cruelty of their tender mercies ! Woe to them in their lifetime ! Cursed are they in the delight and pleasure of their hearts ! Woe to them in their death-hour , whether it come swiftly with blood and violence or after long and lingering pain ! Woe in the dark house , in the rottenness of the grave , when the children 's children shall revile the ashes of the fathers ! Woe , woe , woe , at the judgment , when all the persecuted and all the slain in this bloody land , and the father , the mother and the child , shall await them in a day that they can not escape ! Seed of the faith , seed of the faith , ye whose hearts are moving with a power that ye know not , arise , wash your hands of this innocent blood ! Lift your voices , chosen ones , cry aloud , and call down a woe and a judgment with me ! '' Having thus given vent to the flood of malignity which she mistook for inspiration , the speaker was silent . Her voice was succeeded by the hysteric shrieks of several women , but the feelings of the audience generally had not been drawn onward in the current with her own . They remained stupefied , stranded , as it were , in the midst of a torrent which deafened them by its roaring , but might not move them by its violence . The clergyman , who could not hitherto have ejected the usurper of his pulpit otherwise than by bodily force , now addressed her in the tone of just indignation and legitimate authority . `` Get you down , woman , from the holy place which you profane , '' he said , `` Is it to the Lord 's house that you come to pour forth the foulness of your heart and the inspiration of the devil ?
Get you down , and remember that the sentence XXXXX death is on you -- yea , and shall be executed , were it but for this day 's work . ''
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