True Freedom: Liberation Through God's Grace

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Psalm 146: 1 to 7 praise ye the Lord praise the Lord oh my soul while I live I will praise the Lord I will sing praises unto my God while I have any being put not your trust in princes nor in the son of man in whom there is no help his breath goeth forth he returneth to his Earth in that very day his thoughts perish happy is he that hath the god of Jacob for his help whose hope is in the Lord his God which made Heaven and Earth the sea and all that therein is which keepeth truth forever which executeth judgment for the oppressed which giveth food to the hungry the Lord looth the prisoners [00:05:38]

I stepped into it and to my surprise instead of hearing as I expected notes of mourning and lament I heard loud and repeated bursts of laughter the mirth was boisterous and obstreperous the profane were cursing and blaspheming others were shouting as though they had found great spoil I looked into the faces of some of the criminals and saw sparkling gayety their aspect was rather that of wedding guests than prisoners walking to and fro I noticed captives who boasted that they were free and when I spoke to them of their prison house and urged them to escape they resented my advice saying we were born free and we were never in bondage to any man [00:45:20]

I looked with sorrow but as I looked I saw a bright Spirit touch a prisoner on the shoulder who thereon withdrew with The Shining one he went out and I knew for I read the text the Lord looth the prisoners I knew that the prisoner had been loosed from the house of bondage but I noted that as he went forth his late Bond fellows laughed and pointed with the finger and called him sniveler hypocrite mean Pretender and all ill names until the Prison Walls rang and rang again with their mirthful contempt [00:56:56]

I asked the guide where those were LED who were released from the common ward he told me that they were taken away to be free perfectly free but that before their complete jail Deliverance it was necessary that they should visit a house of detention which he would show me he led me thither it was called the solitary cell I had heard much of the solitary system and I wished to look inside inside this cell supposing that it would be a dreadful place over the door was written this word penitence and when I opened it I found it so clean and white and with all so sweet and full of light that I said this place was fitter to be a House of Prayer than a prison [01:50:59]

I noticed that the penitent while thus alone and apart in his cell sighed and groaned fullof and now and then mingled with his penitential utterances some words of unbelief alas were it not for these that heavy door would long ago have been taken from its hinges it was unbelief that shut the prisoners in and if unbelief had been removed from this cell I say it had been an oratory for heaven and not a place for disconsolate mourning and lamentation as the prisoner wept for the past he prophesied for the future and groaned that he should never come out of his confinement because sin had ruined ruined him utterly and destroyed his soul eternally [02:14:20]

I know that some of you have been in this prison and while I'm talking to you this morning you will remember it and bless God for deliverance perhaps some of you are in it now and though I say I think your case is very strange it will not seem so to you but you know there was a little table in this cell and on the table lay a key of Promise inscribed with Choice words I'm sure the key would unlock the prison door and if the prisoner had possessed skilled to use it he might have made his Escape at once [03:04:40]

I saw some of them trying to file their chains with Rusty Nails and others were endeavoring to fret away the Iron by dropping tears of penitence thereon but these poor men made but little progress at their work the W told me that this was the chain of habit and that the ball which dragged behind was the old propensity to lust and sin I I asked him why they did not get the chainss knocked off and he said they had been trying a long time to be rid of them but they never could do it in the way they went to work since the proper way to get rid of the chain of habit was first of all to get out of prison [04:39:20]

I saw one 10 thonged whip called the LW the terrible law each lash being a commandment and this was laid upon the bare backs and consciences of the prisoners yet still they kept on work work work and would not turn to the door of Grace to find Escape I saw some of them fall down fainting whereupon their friends strove to bring them water in leaking vessels called ceremonies and there were some men called priests who ran about with cups which had no Bottoms in them which they held up to the lips of these poor fainting wretches to give them comfort [05:45:20]

I had read of this in the book of Jeremiah a pit wherein there was no water of which the prophet said he hath led me and brought me into darkness and not into light I looked down it was a deep dark doleful place down in it I saw by the Gloomy Light of the waters Lantern a poor soul in very deep distress and I bade him speak to me and tell me his case he said he had been a great offender and he knew it he had been convinced of sin he had heard the gospel preached and sometimes he thought it was for him but at other times he felt sure it was not [06:10:40]

I need not enlarge much in my description I hope you have never been there and I pray you never May oh when a spirit once gets into that inner prison Comforts are turned at once into miseries and the Very Promises of God appear to be in league for the destruction of the soul John bunan describes old giant despair in his Crabtree cudel better than I can do it sorrowful is that ear which has heard the grating of the huge iron door and full of Terror is the heart which has felt the chilly damps of that horrible pit [06:42:56]

I remember a dark hour with myself when I who do not remember to have even heard a blasphemy in my youth much less to have uttered one heard rushing through my soul an infinite number of curses and blasphemies against the most high god Till I put put my hand to my mouth lest they should be uttered and I was cast down and cried to the merciful god that he would save me from them oh the foul things which the fiend will inject into the spirit the awful damnable things The Offspring of his own infernal Den which he will foist upon us as our own thoughts [07:21:52]

I was in it once in that room the man writes bitter things against himself he feels absolutely sure that the wroth of God abideth on him he wonders that the stones beneath his feet do not open a grave to swallow him up he is astonished that the walls of the prison do not compress and crush him into nothingness he Marvels that he has his breath or that the blood in his veins does not turn into rivers of flame his spirit is in a dreadful State he not only feels he shall be lost but he thinks it is going to happen now [07:43:36]

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