"And when the ass saw the angel of the LORD, she fell down under Balaam: and Balaam's anger was kindled, and he smote the ass with a staff. And the LORD opened the mouth of the ass, and she said unto Balaam, 'What have I done unto thee, that thou hast smitten me these three times?' And Balaam said unto the ass, 'Because thou hast mocked me: I would there were a sword in mine hand, for now would I kill thee.' And the ass said unto Balaam, 'Am not I thine ass, upon which thou hast ridden ever since I was thine unto this day? was I ever wont to do so unto thee?' And he said, 'Nay.'"
(Numbers 22:27-30)
Divine literature. Just wonderful. Had to be preserved. Just wonderful. Mr. Ed in the "Holy Land".
But not as beautiful and poetic as this:
"And your children shall wander in the wilderness forty years, and bear your whoredoms, until your carcases be wasted in the wilderness."
As George Carlin said: "Its all bad for you, folks?" |
