“CHRIST! Christ! who but Christ! I know this much of Christ, He is not ill to be found, nor lordly of His love; woe had been my part of it for evermore if Christ had made a dainty of Himself to me; but God be thanked, I gave nothing for Christ, and now I protest before men and angels Christ cannot be exchanged, Christ cannot be sold, Christ cannot be weighed.”— RUTHEFORD.