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Updated: June 7, 2025
It may be so, but I only know that I never stood in the verandah early in the morning of such a day as I am trying to sketch in pen and ink now, without feeling the highest spiritual joy, the deepest thankfulness to the loving Father who had made His beautiful world so fair, and who would fain lead us through its paths of pleasantness to a still more glorious, home, which will be free from the shadows brooding from beneath sin's out-stretched wings over this one.
That meant tribulation, that meant the inescapableness of sin's punishment not in jails, not in trial courts, not on the gallows, but worse than that! "Come abo'd, Parson!" someone shouted, and the boats bumped.
A young detective had slipped the bracelets over Long Sin's wrist, and I was standing beside him. Kennedy, in a daze at the sight of Elaine and Bennett, passed us, scarcely noticing who we were. As Craig collected his scattered forces, Long Sin motioned to him, as if he had a message to deliver. Kennedy frowned suspiciously.
Sixth: For those of us who believe there is no condemnation. Romans 8:1, "There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit." Judgment is past because he has been judged. We have nothing to do with the great white throne; Christ as our substitute has met sin's penalty and paid our debts. What a mercy this is!
I never knew my father to lie; I want to reach the darkness, so I will go to Tikoloshe." He sprang into the pool, and Tikoloshe pulled him down by the feet into the darkness. "Take Sin's empty goblet, fling it Hurtling from some sheer cliff's height, Winds will bear it up and wing it Back to thee in devious flight. Smash it against the rocks before thee Laming fragments strew thy path.
If there is nothing more to be said to the world than this message, 'Sin lieth at thy door rule thou over it, we have no gospel to preach, and sin's dominion is secure.
That a sinful woman, full of sorrows, and weary of the world, might silently bow her head under the nun's veil, and wear out with prayerful austerity the deep-cut letters of her sin's story, that, at least, was a thing Maria could understand.
It goes winding in and out under lofty cliffs that are smothered in vines and foliage, and around the edges of bottomless chasms; and all the way one glides by files of picturesque natives, some carrying burdens up, others going down from their work in the tea-gardens; and once there was a gaudy wedding procession, all bright tinsel and color, and a bride, comely and girlish, who peeped out from the curtains of her palanquin, exposing her face with that pure delight which the young and happy take in sin for sin's own sake.
Sin's house 'The House of a Hundred Raptures' she calls it " "Yes, yes! But the address?" "However can I tell you the address, Inspector? I could drive you there, but I haven't the very haziest idea of the name of the horrible street!
Poor Weir! how that haughty head of hers would bend if she knew of her grandmother's sin, even did she learn nothing of her own and that sin's kinship! Dartmouth got up and walked slowly down the long room, his hands clasped behind him, his head bent. Heaven knew his "sins" had been many; and if disaster had never ensued, it had been more by good luck than good management.
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