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- 43 have to suffer to be saved. Wickedness is wretchedness in the end, and piety is peace and a sound mind in a sound body. And it does not pay in view of eternity, for the senses die when our bodies refuse to serve us longer, of course, but the soul must give account to God. But I am too long. Never sell your birthright for any mess of pottage. Never be the degenerate and dishonest son of worthy and upright parents. Never blot a good family record—a black sheep in the household. Never throw the rein on the neck of the senses, but make the soul your master. Let duty, not inclination, control your conduct and govern your way. Bid the Esau of your senses pack and begone, and summon Jacob to the top and front of your life—the God-born man, who despised the pleasures of sin for a season, and had an eye to the issues of eternity, to spiritual qualities, to the recompense of reward. So doing, you shall share the Lord’s paradise at last in the other world across the big divide.
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