V. Thy raging lusts do miserably enslave thee.—W hile

unconverted, thou art a very servant to sin, it reigns over thee, and holds thee under its dominion, till thou art brought within the bonds of God’s covenant.. __ What a woeful spectacle was the poor wretch that was possessed with the legion! Would it not have grieved thy heart to have seen him among the tombs, cutting and wounding himself? This is thy case, such is thy work, every stroke is a thrust at thy heart. Con- science indeed is now asleep; but when death and judgment shall bring thee to thy senses, then wilt thou ieel the raging smart and anguish of every wound. |