Chap. Xiv.—Apostrophe.
CHAP. XIV.—APOSTROPHE.
Albeit Israel washed daily all his limbs over, yet is he never
clean. His hands, at all events, are ever unclean, eternally dyed with
the blood of the prophets, and of the Lord Himself; and on that
account, as being hereditary culprits from their privity to their
fathers' crimes,[21] they do not dare even to raise them unto the
Lord,[22] for fear some Isaiah should cry out,[23] for fear Christ
should utterly shudder. We, however, not only raise, but even expand
them; and, taking our model from the Lord's passion? even in prayer we
confess[25] to Christ.