The God of hidden things

Ephriam was passing by when a harlot (she was the devil’s agent) began to make every effort to attract him to sinful intercourse: or, if she failed in this, at least to stir him to anger, for no one had ever seen him angry or brawling.

He said to her, “Come with me.” When they came to a crowded place, he said to her, “Come on, I will lie with you here as you wanted.”

She looked round at the  crowed and said, “How can we do it here, with all these people standing round? We should be ashamed.”

He said, “If you blush before men, should you not blush the more before God, who discloses the hidden things of darkness?” So she went away confused and taken aback, without gaining anything.

– De vitis Patrum, Sive Verba Seniorum, Liber V