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Unless almighty grace shall supervene!
We shall never be out of gunshot of the devil
until we have crossed the river of death.
Our carnal minds are like gun-powder.
They only need a spark; and ah, what an explosion there would
be with any of us. May the Lord keep the sparks away.
Let us be very vigilant and very careful; there is an enemy behind
every hedge; there is a foe waiting for us at every step; and before
this day is over, you and I may have slipped and have fallen into sin,
to our own perpetual hurt and hindrance, unless
almighty grace shall
supervene.
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