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  Dangers of Delayed Repentance “Vice,   as   it   groweth   in   age,   so   it   improveth   in   stature   and   strength...so   we   shall dwindle   and   prove   more   impotent,   for   it   feedeth   upon   our   vitals,   and   thriveth by   our   decay;   it   waxeth   mighty   by   stripping   us   of   our   best   forces,   by   enfeebling our   reason,   by   perverting   our   will,   by   corrupting   our   temper,   by   debasing   our courage,   by   seducing   all   our   appetites   and   passions   to   a   treacherous   compliance with   it   self;   every   day   our   mind   groweth   more   blind,   our   will   more   rusty,   our spirit   more   faint,   our   passions   more   headstrong   and   untamable;   the   power   and empire   of   sin   do   strangely   by   degrees   encroach,   and   continually   get   ground upon   us,   till   it   hath   quite   subdued   and   enthralled   us.      First   we   learn   to   bear   it; then   we   come   to   like   it;   by   and   by   we   contract   a   friendship   with   it;   then   we   dote upon it; at last we become enslaved to it in bondage.” -- Isaac Barrow (1630-1677)     The Doomed Man   There is a time, we know not when, A point we know not where, That marks the destiny of men, For glory or despair.   There is a line, by us unseen, That crosses every path; The hidden boundary between God’s patience and His wrath.   -- Joseph Addison Alexander (1800-1860)       Consider Well   Consider well that both by night and day While we most busily provide and care For our disport, our revel, and our play, For pleasant melody and dainty fare, Death stealeth on full slily; unaware He lieth at hand and shall us all surprise, We know not when nor where nor in what wise.   When fierce temptations threat thy soul with loss Think on His Passion and the bitter pain, Think on the mortal anguish of the Cross, Think on Christ’s blood let out at every vein, Think on His precious heart all rent in twain; For thy redemption think all this was wrought, Nor be that lost which He so clearly bought.   -- Sir Thomas More (1477-1535)        
  Dangers of Delayed Repentance “Vice,   as   it   groweth   in   age,   so   it   improveth   in   stature and    strength...so    we    shall    dwindle    and    prove    more impotent,   for   it   feedeth   upon   our   vitals,   and   thriveth   by our   decay;   it   waxeth   mighty   by   stripping   us   of   our   best forces,   by   enfeebling   our   reason,   by   perverting   our   will, by   corrupting   our   temper,   by   debasing   our   courage,   by seducing   all   our   appetites   and   passions   to   a   treacherous compliance   with   it   self;   every   day   our   mind   groweth more   blind,   our   will   more   rusty,   our   spirit   more   faint, our    passions    more    headstrong    and    untamable;    the power    and    empire    of    sin    do    strangely    by    degrees encroach,   and   continually   get   ground   upon   us,   till   it hath   quite   subdued   and   enthralled   us.      First   we   learn   to bear   it;   then   we   come   to   like   it;   by   and   by   we   contract   a friendship    with    it;    then    we    dote    upon    it;    at    last    we become enslaved to it in bondage.” -- Isaac Barrow (1630-1677)     The Doomed Man   There is a time, we know not when, A point we know not where, That marks the destiny of men, For glory or despair.   There is a line, by us unseen, That crosses every path; The hidden boundary between God’s patience and His wrath.   -- Joseph Addison Alexander (1800-1860)       Consider Well   Consider well that both by night and day While we most busily provide and care For our disport, our revel, and our play, For pleasant melody and dainty fare, Death stealeth on full slily; unaware He lieth at hand and shall us all surprise, We know not when nor where nor in what wise.   When fierce temptations threat thy soul with loss Think on His Passion and the bitter pain, Think on the mortal anguish of the Cross, Think on Christ’s blood let out at every vein, Think on His precious heart all rent in twain; For thy redemption think all this was wrought, Nor be that lost which He so clearly bought.   -- Sir Thomas More (1477-1535)