See now that I, even I, am he, and there is no god besides me: I kill, and I make alive; I wound, and I heal: neither is there any that can deliver out of my hand.
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Augustine of Hippo
AD 430
So the apostle was petrified, knocked down and laid low, raised up and patched up. The words, you see, were realized in him: “It is I that will strike and I that will heal.” You see, it doesn’t say, “I will heal, and I will strike,” but “I will strike, and I will heal.” I will strike you and give myself to you. Thus being laid low, he was horrified at his own justice, in which he was certainly without reproach, praiseworthy, great, even glorious among the Jews. He reckoned it was waste, he thought it was loss, he counted it dung, “that he might be found in him, not having his own justice, which is from the law; but that which is through the faith of Christ, which is,” he says, “from God.”
