Augustine of Hippo
What is this unexpected cruelty from my pursuers that fills me with such dread? Have compassion on me, O Lord. I no longer dread death, but rather the pain and agony that accompany it. My heart is clouded with rage. I have waited for You, fearing You might abandon me; Your actions have caused me distress. My spirit and my very being are troubled. This same fury has disturbed my soul and my thoughts, compelling me to remember the suffering endured by my God for my sake and the promises He has made to me.
The Peril of Wrath Before descending into despair, the soul is disturbed by wrath; we must tread carefully to avoid allowing wrath to evolve into hatred, causing the spirit to lose its light.