(Letters of J. C. Philpot)
My path has been, and is, one mainly of trial and
temptation, having a heart so evil, a tempter so
subtle, and so many crosses and snares in which
my feet are continually caught and entangled.
All here on earth, is labor and sorrow. Our own
sins, and the sins of others, will always make it
a scene of trouble.
Oh, you hideous monster, sin! What a mighty
power it has--a power which grace alone can
subdue. It seems sometimes subdued, and
then rises up worse than before. Well may
we cry out, "Oh, wretched man that I am!"
"Hold me up, and I shall be safe!" Ps. 119:117