But you let somebody do something to you or me, oh, my, we blow up like a toad frog eating buckshot, puff out like an old goose. "I'll tell you right now; he step on my toes like that again, I'll never go back to that old church again. No, sir. Bless God. Hallelujah. The Nazarenes will receive me, the Pilgrim Holiness, they'll take me. Hallelujah. I don't have to do it no more." All right, the Dove takes Its flight.