XV.  Moreover this also I reckoned and still reckon with myself; and do you see if it is not quite correct.  I have often discussed it with you before.  These men have the houses, but we the Dweller in the house; they the Temples, we the God; and besides it is ours to be living temples of the Living God, lively sacrifices, reasonable burnt-offerings, perfect sacrifices, yea, gods through the adoration of the Trinity.  They have the people, we the Angels; they rash boldness, we faith; they threatenings, we prayer; they smiting, we endurance; they gold and silver, we the pure word.  “Thou hast built for thyself a wide house and large chambers (recognize the words of Scripture), a house celled and pierced with windows.” Jer. xxii. 14.  But not yet is this loftier than my faith, and than the heavens to which I am being borne onwards.  Is mine a little flock?  But it is not being carried over a precipice.  Is mine a narrow fold?  But it is unapproachable by wolves; it cannot be entered by a robber, nor climbed by thieves and strangers.  I shall yet see it, I know well, wider.  And many of those who are now wolves, I must reckon among my sheep, and perhaps even amongst the shepherds.  This is the glad tidings brought me by the Good Shepherd, for Whose sake I lay down my life for the sheep.  I fear not for the little flock; for it is seen at a glance.  I know my sheep and am known of mine.  Such are they that know God and are known of God.  My sheep hear my voice, which I have heard from the oracles of God, which I have been taught by the Holy Fathers, which I have taught alike on all occasions, not conforming myself to the fortune, and which I will never cease to teach; in which I was born, and in which I will depart.