A dispute between the woman and the powers of darkness

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name of the Lord, for his power, goodness, and truth.

Satan. There is no mercy, goodness, nor truth in him.

Joanna. He is full of mercy, goodness, and truth. It is by his tender mercy that I am not consumed: for your malice, O Satan, would soon destroy me.

Satan. And are you resolved to have the last word?

Joanna. Yes, I never will give up to you. The Lord is my trust, whom shall I fear? The Holy One of Israel is the rock of my defence a biblical metaphor for God as a stable and unshakeable protector.

Satan. Then now you will see your rock before the morning.

Joanna. If I see the Lord, I shall be happy; but your face I do not want to see; for you are no rock of my defence: the rock of my defence is the Lord.

Satan. If I do not kill you before the morning say, my malice is more than my power. You have been rejoicing in what you have been flattered with from the Spirit of the Lord: for so, I will now confess it to be. But if I do not overcome his power this night, and kill you before the morning, if you answer me again, then I am damned for ever.

Joanna. I know your malice is more than your power. The Lord is my strong tower a place of safety and refuge; who has promised to keep me from your power. And I will not give up to you, O Satan, in word or deed. For if the Lord will not protect me, I will not stoop to protection from you. I hate your mercies, for they are cruel. The mercies of God are good and just: But your heart is nothing but unjust. For what can you blame me? Because I wish to be freed from sin and sorrow, and to see the glorious kingdom of Christ established, and every heart to love him, and every knee to bow before him, and every tongue to confess he is worthy to be