And all that sat in the council, looking stedfastly on him, saw his face as it had been the face of an angel.
Ver. 15. As it had been the face of an angel] Such was the purity of his conscience, the goodness of his cause, and the greatness of his courage. There is a history of a Dutch martyr, who calling to the judge that had sentenced him to the fire, desired him to lay his hand upon his heart; and then asked him whose heart did most beat, his or the judge's? Many of the martyrs went with as good cheer to die as to dine. Cromwell going to his death, ate a hearty breakfast, Ridley called it his weddingday. And another, clipping the stake he was burnt at, said, "Welcome, mine own sweet wife, welcome the cross of Christ."