Your faith without action, without works, means nothing..you are naked amongst starved wolves, you will be devoured.
Your charity for the gain of praise is meritless, pontificating for the sake of preserving your self righteousness is courting death.
Your anger fuels my spirit, my soul is refreshed from the whispers of my opposition. You will run but I will draw you out, you will hide but I will destroy your hiding places, you will be silent but I will make you talk and you will claim peace but surely will I provoke you to fight.