Trailed by a wild beast series (15)
In a burning, remorse, stricken conscience, sin will find you out.
Some people seem as if conscience were dead.
Men laugh at mother’s prayer. Men curse in the faces of their wives. Men scoff at all thoughts of heaven and Christ and the gospel.
That little spark of celestial fire called conscience which God put in your breast to be a monitor of good – one day that conscience will come to life and will be like maggots of remorse to gnaw, unceasingly and pitilessly, into your soul.
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