
I, Pa-horan say unto you, Morownigh , that I do not joy in your great afflictions, yea, it grieves my soul. I am not angry, but do rejoice in the greatness of your heart But behold, there are those who do joy in your afflictions, yea, insomuch that they have risen up in rebellion against me for they have used great flattery, and they have led away the hearts of many people, which will be the cause of sore affliction among us I have sent a proclamation throughout this part of the land; and behold, they are flocking to us daily, to their arms, in the defence of their country and their freedom, and to avenge our wrongs we will resist wickedness even unto bloodshed. We would not shed the blood of the Laymanites if they would stay in their own land We would not shed the blood of our brethren if they would not rise up in rebellion and take the sword against us We would subject ourselves to the yoke of bondage if it were requisite with the justice of God or if he should command us so to do Morownigh let us resist evil, and whatsoever evil we cannot resist with our words, yea, such as rebellions and dissensions, let us resist them with our swords, that we may retain our freedom

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