Blessed is that man who never deliberates, because his mind is made up rather to “suffer affliction with the people of God than to enjoy the pleasures of sin for a season.” I have noticed old people whose memories have been sadly feeble. I knew one who forgot his children. But I never knew an old saint yet who forgot the name of the Saviour or failed to remember His love. Certain things that you and I may do may appear right, and yet we may need to be chidden out of them into something better; they
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