13. Have mercy upon me, O Lord. Just as Luther used to call some texts little Bibles, so we may call
this sentence a little prayer-book; for it has in it the soul and marrow of
prayer. The ladder looks short, but it reaches from earth to heaven. Thouthat liftest me up from the gates of death. What a noble title is here
given to the Most High. In sickness, in sin, in despair, in temptation, we have
been brought very low, and the gloomy portal has seemed as if it would open to
imprison us, but underneath us were the everlasting arms, and, therefore, we
have been uplifted to the gates of heaven.
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