Thereupon two of them, the executioner and his assistant, bore me from

the rack. Think how they dealt with us, and how we felt, and still

feel. Then they half carried, half dragged me from the torture-chamber

up into the jailer’s room, where was a good fire of oak wood. There

they, once or twice, gave me some Rhenish wine to drink, which revived

me in a measure. And when I had warmed myself somewhat, they again half

dragged me up over the porter’s room. There they had such commiseration

for me; they gave me wine again; they gave me spices, and of everything

you had sent me, all of which rendered me very good service. They had

wine brought and helped me to bed. But the sheets were very coarse,

and greatly hurt my shins and thighs; however, soon afterwards the

sheets and pillow you sent me arrived, and there were also two or three

pocket-handkerchiefs. They then covered me with the sheets, which came

very convenient to me, as did also the spices. Had the sheets not come,

I know not how I should have passed the night; but so I slept tolerably

well. But I am hardly able to stand yet, and the lower part of my legs

is as though they were dead from racking; however, it is all well, as I

trust by the grace of the Lord.

We have such a God, so mighty, that he did not suffer me to be tempted

above that I was able to bear, and I hope he will also not in the

future, so firmly I trust in him; for I know assuredly that there will

never be found another way or another truth. Hence be instant, whether

in season or out of season. 2 Tim. 4:2.

I received your letter, and thank you much, that you remember me so

kindly, as you have always done. I wrote you in my first letter, before

I received yours, the right answer to the letter you sent me. I have

still much to write to you, but am not well able to do so now, for it

is too soon.

After me Mattheus was tortured; he named his house and the street in

which we live, and said it was in a gate; however, I am of the opinion

that there are no longer any gates in that street. Hence move away

altogether, if you have not done so yet; for I think the lord will find

his way there. Let therefore no one who stands in any danger go into

the house. He also named R. T.’s house, and the street where F. V. St.

lives. Do herein immediately the best you can. He is very sorry for it.

Cornelis and Hans told nothing. I have much to write yet, but the

time is too short. I hope to write to-day yet, if it is the Lord’s

pleasure. I wish that H. T. would once come out. I greet you all most

affectionately. It was well that J. T. went away yesterday, for the

Margrave came soon after, But I cannot write you much more, for the

time until day-break is too short.

Herewith I commend you to the Lord, and to the word of his grace.

Pray the Lord diligently for us, for he that asketh receiveth. I dare

not let my thoughts dwell much on the children and you; it is so

exceedingly hard for me to part from you and them. Satisfy all the

friends as best you can, for I am tolerably well content, only it

grieves me much on their account; however, the Lord has ordered it so.

By me, your weak husband, Christian Langedul, in prison at Antwerp, the

12th of August, 1567.

I have not fully recovered yet from the torture, as may be imagined;

but I trust it is all well; do not grieve too much about it. If J. T.

could bring along my account book, I should be glad; I should show

him everything, or write it down for him. Bring us something to seal

letters with.

_Another letter of Christian Langedul, in which he shows the

assurance of his mind, the nothingness of his own self, his love to

his son-in-law, J. T., and, lastly, the fear which they had of being

tortured again, and why._

Grace, mercy, and joy in the Holy Ghost, from God our heavenly Father,

through Christ Jesus, this I wish you, my chosen and greatly beloved

wife in the Lord, and all them that love his appearing. 2 Tim. 4:8.

Dearly beloved wife in the Lord, I hope you partly know by this time

how it is with me, by the two letters I wrote you yesterday, which

I hope you have already received. In them I wrote to you partly

concerning the state of my mind, which is still unchanged, praise the

Lord forever for his grace, which he gives to me, poor, unprofitable

and exceedingly great sinner; for I deem myself unworthy and unfit for

this glory, to which the Lord now calls me. Of myself or by my own

strength I cannot attain it; hence I hope by his grace to adhere unto

the end to the truth and the faith once delivered to the saints; for I

am assured in my heart, and have certainly known it all the time of my

pilgrimage (which is now about twelve years--true, only a short time,

and imperfectly spent), that there will never be found another. Hence

I hope to adhere to it, only by the strength and grace of the Lord,

and not through my own; and I hope by the grace of God to rejoice, by

my death, all those whom I may at any time in my life have grieved.

And I hope that all those whom I may have wronged in any way will

forgive me, since I have always been very ready to forgive, whenever

any one wronged me; I hope that all men and the Lord will also do so

towards me. I am greatly concerned for J. T., for I know his kindness;

hence I will let this suffice, and wish him, as I have often done,

true faith. This the Lord must give him; but he must also pray for and

heartily desire it. O that I might die another death for him, and all

the friends, that they might be saved; how gladly I should do it! O!

J. T., how much you have done for me, and, I hope, will yet do for my

weak wife (your mother), and my children, on whom I dare not let my

thoughts dwell much. She (your mother) is a woman who fears God with

all her heart. Associate with her, for she will seek nothing but your

common salvation. I will let this suffice for the present, else I

should not have time to send this letter. I wrote you yesterday that I

hoped to write to you during the day, but I could not do it; Mattheus

and I lay in bed until two o’clock, so greatly were we afraid, because

the Margrave came here to torture Cornelis again, and we feared that

we should also be tortured a second time, of which we had a great

dread, more than of death, for it is an excruciating pain. Cornelis

was tortured and scourged to such a degree the second time, that three

men had to carry him up, and they say that he could scarcely move a

member, except his tongue. He sent word to us, that if they come again

it is his opinion it will finish him. Thus the Margrave did not come

yesterday, but we expect him to-day again; may the Lord help us, for it

is a horrible pain. Yesterday I received a small basket with eatables

and a night-cap from J. T. I have lent the night-cap to Mattheus, and

should like to have another, when convenient, as also a comb, and a

Testament, a hymn book, or something else to read, that we may delight

ourselves a little with the word of the Lord. There is a turnkey here,

by the name of Pieter, who will see that we get it. Enclosed I send you

a little memento, and W. D. B.’s account. Yesterday evening we were

told that J. T. and P. V. D. tried hard to get to me; but it could not

be, because the Margrave had said that he should come again; however,

he did not come, for he attended a great banquet at Mansfeld.

While I am sitting here, and writing, we are informed that the Margrave

will hold a penal court to-day; I hope it is for us. Pray for us. I

hope God will strengthen us by his power, which surpasses everything. O

that we might be delivered thus soon; but I am afraid it will not be.

Herewith I commend you to the Lord, and to the word of his grace.

Always adhere to the truth, which, and nothing else, I have confidence

you will do. I heartily greet you and all the godfearing with the

peace of the Lord; and Mattheus does the same. Greet all the friends,

especially grandmother, most heartily, when convenient. Mattheus would

say to you and all the godfearing, that if he has grieved you in that

he did not guard his lips better, he is sincerely sorry for it. Written

in bonds, at Antwerp, on the 13th of August, 1567, by me, your weak

husband,

CHRISTIAN LANGEDUL.

Do the best, and be of good cheer, and pray for us.

_Another letter of Christian Langedul, in which he exhorts his brother

R. L. to perseverance in the pilgrimage begun; and, being assured in

his mind, requests, for completion, the prayers of the saints; commends

his wife to him, and relates how a little priest came to speak with

him._

The eternal, Almighty God and Father of mercy, through his Son, our

Lord, and Savior, the same almighty, eternal, worshipful, only wise

God and merciful Father of all grace, strengthen and stablish you unto

the end with his Holy Spirit, my dear brother and sister in the Lord,

and also according to the flesh; that you may receive the crown of life

with all the saints and elect children of God; herewith I will bid

you final farewell and greeting in this present time, with all dear

brethren and sisters in the Lord who live with you and know me. Amen.

My dearly beloved brother and sister, whom I love from the bottom of

my heart, I feel prompted now at the close of my life to write you a

little for a memorial. I trust you will accept in good part, so that

it may be a perpetual memento and admonition from this your second

brother now that has been imprisoned here in the city of Antwerp for

the testimony of the Lord, for which I hope to lay down my life by

the grace of God, and hope that you will not faint on account of this

our tribulation which we now suffer for Christ’s sake, hoping that it

happens for the furtherance of the Gospel, and to the awakening of many

who possibly have long walked drowsily and half asleep, (that they may

become awakened and sober); and I hope by the grace of the Lord that

it will not tend to your abatement, but much rather to your greater

edification, and that it will serve you as a perpetual direction in

your pilgrimage which you have yet to take through a dismal wilderness,

in which you may yet meet with many trials. Philip. 1:12; Eph. 5:14; 1

Thess. 5:6; 1 Pet. 2:11. Hence take diligent heed, and lust not after

evil things; neither be like those who murmured; but give diligent care

that you constantly press on to the promised land, with valiant Joshua

and Caleb, so that you may take it by force. 1 Corinthians 16:6,10. And

be content with the word of the Lord, and look to the promise, for he

is so faithful, and you know that the Israelites remained without for

no other reason, than because of their unbelief. Heb. 3:19. Hence, my

dear friends, believe God’s work, and adhere to it unto death, and God

will give you the victory. Though they seem like giants in our eyes,

we shall devour them as bread, and this through our faith, by which we

overcome the devil, hell, death and the world. Num. 13:33; 1 John 5:4.

O dearest friends, you know that all the pious overcame by faith, as

you yourself, my dear brother, know better than I can write it to

you. Hebrews 11. Take good heed, my beloved, that you fall not in the

wilderness, as so many do; for in that case it were better for us not

to have known the truth, yea, never to have been born; for if we lose

our birthright, wherewith will we obtain the blessing again? for it is

written that Esau sought it with tears, but found it not. 2 Pet. 2:21;

Heb. 12:17. Therefore faint not, but firmly persevere, it is the true

grace of God wherein you stand, as I hope you yourselves know. I doubt

not that there will never be found another way. 1 Pet. 5:12.

O brother, were another to be found, than this anxious, narrow and

strait way, how gladly should the flesh put up with it; but it must

pass the strait gate, and O how narrow this is, so that flesh and blood

will adhere to the posts. But, dear and faithful brother, what great

salvation the merciful Father has provided for me, who am so utterly

unworthy; what great thanks shall I give him for it, who has so endowed

me with his grace and provided such a salvation for me. Continue in

it, my dear brother and sister, and pray the Lord for us, that he may

preserve us in our sorest distress, and comfort us when we are most in

affliction, and in extreme need of consolation and help, as I hope he

will do, for he is faithful that promised it. He also will do it, and

will be with us even unto death, and not forsake us; for who was ever

confounded that trusted in him? I hope he will not suffer us to be

confounded, and that he will finish the good work which he has begun

in us, and this through his unfathomable mercy and grace. To this end,

help us to fight, with your prayers to God in our behalf; this is my

desire and the desire of us all; in this you can now aid us the most.

My dear brother, why do you grieve for me; rather take comfort in it,

for the Lord has obviously ordered it so. He loves us, and means to

bring us into rest. I feel that it is all of the Lord, for when I for

a time hear of no deliverance, I receive great joy in my heart and

refreshing from the Lord; but as soon as something comes again, and the

flesh lusts greatly after it, joy departs, and we have great difficulty

to get it back from the Lord. Therefore I hope that you will resign

yourselves better herein, for the Lord intends to deliver us from this

body of death, and to help us out of this anxiety. The Lord be praised

forever for the love he shows me, and that he so helps me. I hope he

will keep also you in his truth; hence be of good cheer, and comfort

yourselves with his beautiful promise, with which also we comfort

ourselves entirely.

Therefore, dear brother, I will herewith conclude my letter; and I

kindly ask you to accept it in good part, for it has been written to

you and your dear wife out of heartfelt brotherly love, for a perpetual

farewell and memorial. I herewith also thank you for the great trouble

and labor you have put yourself to for my sake and for the great

expense you have on my account. I can never repay it to you; but I hope

that the Lord will recompense it to you and yours, now and hereafter;

also as regards that other matter, which you well know. O brother, do

not let it vex you that I was so situated; I should so gladly have done

it for you and yours, as God knows, who is acquainted with every heart.

If convenient for you, lend my wife a little assistance while you are

here, in the things in which she may need your services, and comfort

her in the exceedingly great sorrow in which she now is; this I kindly

request of you.

Herewith I will commend you to the Lord, and to the word of his grace;

may he strengthen and stablish you in his truth unto the end of your

lives, to his praise, and to your salvation, and the salvation of us

all.

This afternoon a little, lean priest visited us. I believe he is a

Jesuit, and that he sometimes preaches in Koppeken’s church. There is

very little in the man. The Bailiff accompanied him. He (the priest)

damned us exceedingly, which was about all he had to say. I was

with them about two hours. It would take too long to write all. His

arguments were very weak. It seems strange to me that the lords are not

ashamed to come with such men, who will by no means defend themselves

with the Holy Scriptures, but with the teachers of the Roman church,

with Ambrose, Jerome, and Augustine, whom [they say] we are to believe.

I then confessed that it could not be proven with the apostolical

writings that the apostles baptized infants; also, that baptism

belonged to believers, and that infants had no faith. But he constantly

asserted that the ancient teachers had written it, and that the holy

Roman church so observed it, hence also we had to observe it. A poor

argument. The others had something at least, but he was too wretchedly

deficient. Hence it would be too tedious to write about it.

Herewith I commend you to God. Written at Antwerp, in prison, by

me, your weak brother in the Lord, and also according to the flesh,

Christian Langedul, imprisoned for the testimony of the Lord and my

conscience, the 10th of September 1567.

_Christian Langedul’s leave and last adieu to Maeyken Raedts, his wife

after he was sentenced to death._

Grace and peace from our heavenly Father, through Christ Jesus, this I

wish you, my dear and chosen wife and sister in the Lord; and may the

Comforter, the Holy Ghost comfort you in your tribulation, as he will

do according to his promise. And I trust, my wife, that all (whether

tribulation or sorrow), will tend to salvation to the Christian, as

I also trust it will conduce to your salvation, and also to mine,

although no tribulation for the present seems to be joyous, and this

according to the words of the apostle. Heb. 12:11. However, afterward,

my beloved, it will work the peaceable fruit of righteousness unto them

that by good works seek eternal life, as we have done according to

our weakness, for thus I may well say, and I speak it from the heart.

Nevertheless, I expect to inherit salvation through the grace of the

Lord, and am of good cheer herein; I will therefore thank the Lord

forever for his love. O my love, the wine-press must now be trodden;

and I am quite ready for it, the Lord be praised. Truly, he is a God

of all comfort who comforts us in all our tribulation. O that I could

fully thank the Lord for all the comfort and strength he grants to me,

unworthy one.

Therefore, my beloved, comfort yourself in the Lord, and in his word;

therein you will find such great consolation and refreshment; and may

the Holy Ghost dwell in you with all wisdom as I doubt not that the

Spirit of God does dwell in you, and that he will guide you into all

truth and righteousness.

Your letter I received this noon; I thank you very much for it. J. was

here, but we could scarcely speak together. I felt somewhat sorry on

account of it afterwards, when I parted from him; but the jailer drove

us away, saying that the lord was coming, which I half thought was not

so; nor was it so, for the lord did not come. I would fain not have

parted from him in this manner, but the Lord disposes. Tell J. T. and

his wife; that I wish their salvation from all my heart, and that he

and she, and all men, might know the truth. If I promised it to him in

weakness, I hope, by the grace of God, tomorrow to demonstrate it in

power. J. told me that you were writing me another letter. O my love,

you put yourself to too much trouble, I fear; do rest, for it will soon

be over with me.

Herewith I commend you to the Lord, and to the word of his grace. Greet

all the friends most cordially with the peace of the Lord; greet warmly

R. Langedul; also your sister, and all the friends, whenever it is

convenient, and bid them all adieu. Adieu, my dear lamb, adieu. Written

on the 12th of September 1567, by me, Christian Langedul, your husband

and weak brother in the Lord, imprisoned and sentenced to death for the

testimony of Christ, and for our conscience. All four of us greet you

very much in the Lord. We are of good cheer and courage in the Lord, as

Kalleken, who visited us, will tell you. Thank R. most heartily in my

name for his letter; it rejoiced my heart, the Lord be praised. Amen.

NOTE.--As there has been put into our hands a letter written by Hans

Symons, (who was burnt at Antwerp, A. D. 1567, together with Christian

Langedul and two others of our fellow believers) to his wife, shortly

before his death, we deem it well herewith to insert the same; the copy

of the letter reads as follows:

COPY OF A LETTER WRITTEN BY HANS SYMONS TO HIS WIFE, IN HIS BONDS OR

IMPRISONMENT AT ANTWERP, IN SEPTEMBER, IN THE YEAR A. D. 1567.

Grace, peace and mercy from God the heavenly Father; also steadfastness

in the faith, and constant adherence to God in all temptations and

tribulations, by the power and operation of the Holy Ghost; unto him,

blessed forever, be praise and thanks. This I wish you, my most beloved

wife and sister in the Lord, whom I love after a godly manner, as my

own flesh, yea, have loved more than my own self, as evidenced by many

favors and acts; this is my heartfelt greeting to you, and that it may

go well with you, both in soul and body. Amen.

Further, my dear and much beloved wife, and sister in the Lord, know

that I have received your letter, which comforts me in my bonds,

because I learn that you still remember me and my fellow prisoners in

the Lord, in your prayers, that the Lord would strengthen and comfort

us, and help us finish the good work by him begun in us, to his praise

and the salvation of our souls.

O dear lamb, I also beseech you on high from the bottom of my heart, to

keep you from all error of unbelief, and to help finish, to his praise

and honor, and to the salvation of your soul, the good work which he

has begun in you.

Let us pray together with a broken heart, an humble spirit and a pure

conscience, lifting up holy hands, without contention or strife,

praying to God steadfastly in the faith, then will our prayer be a

sweet savor and an acceptable offering to God; for every gift comes

from the Father of lights.

O my dear wife, lay to heart the virtues which the Lord has caused to

be proclaimed to you, as the prophet says: “He hath showed thee, O man,

what is good; and what doth the Lord require of thee, but to do justly,

and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God.” Micah 6:8.

Always remember those who have walked the way before you through much

tribulation, and have always remained valiant in the faith, with a firm

confidence. Who was ever confounded that trusted in the Lord? says the

prophet. Hence, dear wife, do not slightly esteem the great grace which

the Lord has shown you. Always persevere steadfastly, and trust in the

Lord with a firm confidence; he will not forsake you, nor will he leave

you without comfort; for in time of need he succors his own, and says:

“A mother may forget her child, yet will I never forget thee.”

Be of good cheer, I pray you, in your trial, which the Lord sends you,

and take Job for an example, how patient he was; and the Lord blessed

him.

I trust the Lord will let his merciful eyes rest upon you and upon all

sorrowing and afflicted hearts, to comfort them by the Spirit by which

he himself was comforted in his sufferings.

I am much troubled and afflicted in my heart, when I think of you, and

of my four poor little lambs, whom I must all leave.

I pray you, Tanneken, remember them in your heart as long as you live.

Do not forget my request of you, namely, that you walk in the law of

your Lord all the days of your life, and that you be to my and your

children, whom the Lord has given us during the time of our wedlock, a

pattern in all humility and obedience, in instruction in righteousness;

and take for remembrance the Maccabean mother, how she strengthened her

children, that they should not forsake the law of God.

I commend them to you, my dearest wife, and to the Lord. He will help

you; his hand is not shortened, that he cannot help us. For better

is one child that fears God, than a thousand ungodly children; yea,

it were better to die childless, than to leave ungodly children

behind. I pray you, exercise good care over them: I commit them to

you, and to the Lord, for I am taken from you and them, which greatly

troubles me according to the flesh; but I remember that it is written:

Whosoever forsaketh not everything, father, mother, sister, brother,

wife, children, property, lands, yea, also his own life, the same is

not worthy of me; in short, whosoever loveth aught more than me, is

not worthy of me. I do not know what the Lord has seen in me, when I

consider that I am so miserable and unworthy to suffer for his name.

I can praise and thank the Lord for the great benefits which he has

shown me in my bonds. Well do I now find, that the Lord has helped us

unworthy ones, especially me.

According to the Spirit, my heart rejoices in the hope of future glory.

I hope that I shall soon put off this mortal garment, and put on the

immortal; may the Lord direct our hearts thereto, for we need help from

the Lord of hosts, in our tribulation. See, my dear and much beloved

wife and sister in the Lord, take this, with your little children, as

a testament and as a remembrance from him who has lived with you in

the bonds of wedlock for about five years. We must now part, because

of the covenant which we made with God, never to depart therefrom;

hence I must now depart from the marriage covenant, for the sake of

the covenant which we made with God; I now go (though unworthily,)

the way which the prophets, Christ, and his apostles went, through

much tribulation and pain, with many tears, and must drink the cup of

bitterness which they all drank. Though the Lord himself said: “Holy

Father, if it be possible that this cup pass from me, let it be done;

but if not, Holy Father, thy will be done;” yet he was given us for an

example, that we should follow his footsteps in obedience; for Christ

entered into his glory through much suffering, thereby leaving us an

example that we should follow his steps.

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