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and the infinite mercy of God, but now he reminds him only of the infinite malice of sin and the rigor of God's justice. " Are you confident when a St. Jerome, after having served God faithfully forty years, still trembled for his destiny? Do you presume to look forward to a place in that heaven where naught defiled can ever enter in? Do you trust in this sham reconciliation with God, when the same St. Jerome tells you not one of every ten thousand death-bed conversions is available to salvation; when St. Vincent Ferrer tells you it is a greater miracle to save a man after a life of sin than to raise the dead to life? The priest anoints your five senses with a little oil; will that, think you, undo all the mortal sins these same senses have perpetrated? He absolves you and says he has forgiven you your sins; you often questioned his power to do so in the past, do you admit it now? He gives you a little bread and says it is the body of the Lord; you doubted it in the past, do you believe it now? No, no; if these things be true, not heaven but hell will be your portion; so that your only consolation now is in the hope that priest and sacraments and Church are all sham; that there is no life beyond the grave; that there is no God." Such are the thoughts and temptations of the dying man. And the agony of his soul hastens the death of his body. His mind gives way under the strain; he moans and shrieks by turns as though suffering a foretaste of hell. He struggles with those that hold him as though they were demons. His eyes roll wildly, his mouth foams, he frequently buries his face and teeth