It just could have been more, especially given the accolade showered upon it. I liked this book. I liked it a lot. If you were of a mind to go through the book, looking for contrivances and weaknesses, then you will never be searching for long. Yes, the book is flawed and the world, which is an alternate version of our own, confused me and I would hazard a guess that the author even confused himself on more than one occasion.
But to counteract these failings, indeed to relegate them to little more than asides, is a story arc and characters that are simply wonderful. The beginning is unquestionably the strongest section of the book and while the middle and end have good moments, once the walls of the Sanctuary are left behind the narrative loses a little of its power. However, I enjoyed every moment I was reading The Left Hand of God, never did I wish I was reading something else, doing something else, or ever thought of putting it down.
So I would highly recommend this book but with the small caveat that you may need to have your disbelief well and truly suspended in order to enjoy it to its fullest. Floresiensis, 8. Lost in the Sanctuary's h Returning to the Sanctuary of the Redeemers, Thomas Cale is told by the Lord Militant that the destruction of mankind is necessary; the only way to undo God? We've found that while readers like to know what we think of a book they find additional reader reviews a massive help in deciding if it is the right book for them.
So if you have a spare moment, please tell us your thoughts by writing a reader's review. Thank you. Great start, but became more and more unrealistic as it progressed.
Nothing good to say about this which is a shame as it had great potential. I just finished the whole trilogy. Since I have read a lot of different things I'm still looking for something different, something that can still captive my mind, so to speak. I can't exactly say what I liked about it so much. There are things I really didn't like, too, as there is the fate of my favorite character :p but somehow I had to go on reading.
I was totally drawn to the story.
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I finished the 3th book yesterday and I feel a bit lost. I fear the whole trilogy might not be good reading for the occasional reader, but this first book might be strong enough to take you further once you are on that train. Completely agree. The first part of the book is outstanding, amongst the most atmospheric writing I have read in a long time. But once the Sanctuary is left behind and Memphis appears on the horizon the quality of the story becomes rather patchy. Still very good in places but it suffers in comparison to what has gone before. All in all though I would recommend it.
This book's sequel, The Last Four Things, is rather disappointing but I will still be reading the third book as Paul Hoffman is an author that definitely has talent and is worth persevering with. Thank you for taking the time to write a review on this book, it really makes a difference and helps readers to find their perfect book. Mistborn Brandon Sanderson 9. For a thousand years the ash fell and no flowers bloomed. For a thousand years the Skaa slaved in misery and lived in fear while the Lord Ruler reigned with absolute power Half a King Joe Abercrombie 9.
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However you may have reformed your life in many things, and may have had religious affections, and may keep up a form of religion in your families and closets, and in the house of God, it is nothing but his mere pleasure that keeps you from being this moment swallowed up in everlasting destruction. However unconvinced you may now be of the truth of what you hear, by and by you will be fully convinced of it. Those that are gone from being in the like circumstances with you, see that it was so with them; for destruction came suddenly upon most of them; when they expected nothing of it, and while they were saying, Peace and safety: now they see, that those things on which they depended for peace and safety, were nothing but thin air and empty shadows.
The God that holds you over the pit of hell, much as one holds a spider, or some loathsome insect over the fire, abhors you, and is dreadfully provoked: his wrath towards you burns like fire; he looks upon you as worthy of nothing else, but to be cast into the fire; he is of purer eyes than to bear to have you in his sight; you are ten thousand times more abominable in his eyes, than the most hateful venomous serpent is in ours. You have offended him infinitely more than ever a stubborn rebel did his prince; and yet it is nothing but his hand that holds you from falling into the fire every moment.
It is to be ascribed to nothing else, that you did not go to hell the last night; that you were suffered to awake again in this world, after you closed your eyes to sleep. There is no other reason to be given why you have not gone to hell, since you have sat here in the house of God, provoking his pure eyes by your sinful wicked manner of attending his solemn worship. Yea, there is nothing else that is to be given as a reason why you do not this very moment drop down into hell.
O sinner! Consider the fearful danger you are in: it is a great furnace of wrath, a wide and bottomless pit, full of the fire of wrath, that you are held over in the hand of that God, whose wrath is provoked and incensed as much against you, as against many of the damned in hell.
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You hang by a slender thread, with the flames of divine wrath flashing about it, and ready every moment to singe it, and burn it asunder; and you have no interest in any Mediator, and nothing to lay hold of to save yourself, nothing to keep off the flames of wrath, nothing of your own, nothing that you ever have done, nothing that you can do, to induce God to spare you one moment. Whose wrath it is: it is the wrath of the infinite God. If it were only the wrath of man, though it were of the most potent prince, it would be comparatively little to be regarded.
The wrath of kings is very much dreaded, especially of absolute monarchs, who have the possessions and lives of their subjects wholly in their power, to be disposed of at their mere will. But the greatest earthly potentates in their greatest majesty and strength, and when clothed in their greatest terrors, are but feeble, despicable worms of the dust, in comparison of the great and almighty Creator and King of heaven and earth. It is but little that they can do, when most enraged, and when they have exerted the utmost of their fury.
All the kings of the earth, before God, are as grasshoppers; they are nothing, and less than nothing: both their love and their hatred is to be despised. The wrath of the great King of kings, is as much more terrible than theirs, as his majesty is greater. But I will forewarn you whom you shall fear: Fear him, which after he hath killed, hath power to cast into hell: yea, I say unto you, Fear him. It is the fierceness of his wrath that you are exposed to. The fierceness of Jehovah! Oh, how dreadful that must be! Who can utter or conceive what such expressions carry in them!
What will become of the poor worm that shall suffer it! Whose hands can be strong? And whose heart can endure? To what a dreadful, inexpressible, inconceivable depth of misery must the poor creature be sunk who shall be the subject of this! Consider this, you that are here present, that yet remain in an unregenerate state. That God will execute the fierceness of his anger, implies, that he will inflict wrath without any pity.
When God beholds the ineffable extremity of your case, and sees your torment to be so vastly disproportioned to your strength, and sees how your poor soul is crushed, and sinks down, as it were, into an infinite gloom; he will have no compassion upon you, he will not forbear the executions of his wrath, or in the least lighten his hand; there shall be no moderation or mercy, nor will God then at all stay his rough wind; he will have no regard to your welfare, nor be at all careful lest you should suffer too much in any other sense, than only that you shall not suffer beyond what strict justice requires.
Nothing shall be withheld, because it is so hard for you to bear. But when once the day of mercy is past, your most lamentable and dolorous cries and shrieks will be in vain; you will be wholly lost and thrown away of God, as to any regard to your welfare. God will have no other use to put you to, but to suffer misery; you shall be continued in being to no other end; for you will be a vessel of wrath fitted to destruction; and there will be no other use of this vessel, but to be filled full of wrath.
How awful are those words, which are the words of the great God. If you cry to God to pity you, he will be so far from pitying you in your doleful case, or showing you the least regard or favor, that instead of that, he will only tread you under foot.
And though he will know that you cannot bear the weight of omnipotence treading upon you, yet he will not regard that, but he will crush you under his feet without mercy; he will crush out your blood, and make it fly, and it shall be sprinkled on his garments, so as to stain all his raiment. He will not only hate you, but he will have you in the utmost contempt: no place shall be thought fit for you, but under his feet to be trodden down as the mire of the streets.
The misery you are exposed to is that which God will inflict to that end, that he might show what that wrath of Jehovah is. God hath had it on his heart to show to angels and men, both how excellent his love is, and also how terrible his wrath is. Sometimes earthly kings have a mind to show how terrible their wrath is, by the extreme punishments they would execute on those that would provoke them. Nebuchadnezzar, that mighty and haughty monarch of the Chaldean empire, was willing to show his wrath when enraged with Shadrach, Meshech, and Abednego; and accordingly gave orders that the burning fiery furnace should be heated seven times hotter than it was before; doubtless, it was raised to the utmost degree of fierceness that human art could raise it.
But the great God is also willing to show his wrath, and magnify his awful majesty and mighty power in the extreme sufferings of his enemies.