Unpardonable Sin — William P. Nicholson

Solomon’s Writings and Spiritual Decline

Now if you've got your Bible, would you turn to Proverbs? Proverbs, chapter 1 and verse 20. It's very interesting to know that when Paul was a young man, he wrote the Psalms of Solomon. And my, what perverance he had in his love for his Lord.

He couldn't find language, he couldn't get language strong enough or warm enough to express all that he felt in his love for Christ. Then when he was a young man, getting on in years, succeeding in every way, he wrote the book of Proverbs.

You don't get any love song there. It's all kind of hard time, business and all the rest of it. Teenage is gone. The first love has been dying down. And then when you come to the book of Ecclesiastes, it's the end of an old statues, old backsliders letter.

He says there wasn't a good woman among his house. Why? Because the robbers were living with a gang the other way about. But then you've got the biography of a great man. In the Psalm of Solomon, how warm and enthusiastic his love for his Lord.

Comes into business and up to the neck in business. And everything's business under the psalm. And then when you come to Ecclesiastes, you find a morbid, melancholy, soured, backsliding phrase. So you find that there when you begin to read his words.

Wisdom’s Public Call and the Refusal of Grace

Will you listen to this? Proverbs 1 verse 20. Wisdom cries without. You see this wisdom as a person. Wisdom cries without. She utters her voice in the streets. She cries in the cheap places of concourse, in the openings of the gates, in the city she utters her words saying, How long, ye simple ones, will ye love simplicity?

And the scorners delight in their scorning, and fools hate knowledge. Turn ye with my reproof. Behold, I will pour out my spirit unto you, and I will make known my words unto you. Because I have called and ye refused, I have stretched out my hand, and no man regardeth.

But ye have said of not all my counsel, and would none of my reproof. I also will laugh at your calamity. I will mock when your fear cometh. When your fear cometh as desolation, and your destruction cometh as a whirlwind, when distress and anguish cometh upon you, then shall they call upon me.

But I will not answer. They shall seek me earnestly, but they shall not find me. For that they hated knowledge, and did not choose the fear of the Lord. Oh, that's an awful thing to think. God laughing at your calamity, and mocking when your fear cometh.

They would none of my counsel. They despised all my reproof. Therefore shall they eat of the fruit of their own ways, and be filled with their own devices. For the turning away of the simple should slay them, and the prosperity of fools shall destroy them.

But who so hearkens unto me, shall dwell safely, and shall be quiet from fear of him. Shall we have a wee word of prayer together? We thank thee with all our hearts, O Lord, for answered prayer during the days of this week that is past.

We praise thee that thou has been amongst us in thy risen power. We bless thee for every born again one that is come into their birthright, privilege and blessing. Know now the joy and blessing and power of a spirit baptized, spirit filled life.

We praise thee for every one that has accepted thee as their savior. We pray that they may be well born, not born of flesh and blood of the will of man, but born of the Holy Ghost. But we do ask thee now in these closing moments of this meeting, that we may know that thou art here again, and we may see visible signs of thy presence, sinners being strangely and deeply moved, and men and women brought to seek to seek the Lord while he may be found, and call upon him while he is near.

Hear the prayers that are going up from many a heart's ears, and many a heart's eye near to the wide world open for our gathering now. And as we declare thy truth, and especially this solemn, solemn subject, may the Spirit of the Lord bear the message home with tremendous irresistible power.

Thou knowest those that are careless, unconcerned, strifling away with time, playing with their opportunities, rushing to eternity without God and without hope. O Lord, we pray that this night's meeting may be like a red signal in their face, stopping them in their mad careers, and grant that many may look back to this hour and this place and thank God was there saved by thy grace.

Undertake for us now our confidence is not in man or in the flesh, but our confidence is in thee, thou blessed Spirit of God, and we pray that thy work of convicting of sins and of righteousness and of judgment may be accomplished here tonight.

We ask it in Jesus' name. And everybody said, in the gospel according to Matthew chapter 12 and verse 31, you'll find my topic as well as text this evening. Wherefore I say unto you, remember these are the very words of Jesus Christ, wherefore I, Jesus, say unto you, you who are not converted, many who are almost persuaded, many of you near to the kingdom, I say unto you, all manner of sin and blasphemy shall be forgiven unto men, but the blasphemy against the Holy Ghost shall not be forgiven unto men.

And whosoever speaketh a word against the Son of Man, it shall be forgiven him. You see, Jesus Christ, his deity was clothed with his humanity. He mingled among men just as an ordinary man, and yet he was God manifest to the flesh.

And the Lord can allow you and me, ignorant along that line, that we didn't recognize, we don't recognize, but listen, but whosoever speaketh against the Holy Ghost, that voice that said, My beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased, saw the light that he lived, heard the words that he uttered, such as man never uttered before, miracles that he performed, proof of his absolute deity, our God, God, Godhead.

Shut your eyes on that. Turn your back on that. Make light of all that. Whosoever speaketh against the Holy Ghost shall not be forgiven him, neither in this world, neither in the world to come. I don't know, dear friends, a more solemn message for one man to bring to the attention of another than this subject, the sin that has no forgiveness in this world, but in the world to come.

The Unpardonable Sin in the Warnings of Jesus

During the days that we've been here, I've been preaching from one angle and another regarding God's mercy, God for God's forgiving, but tonight here's a message. The unpardonable sin, the sin that has no forgiveness in this world or in the world to come.

It strains the amount of confusion there is in the minds of many regarding the unpardonable sin. There are those who tell us that it could only have been committed when our Lord was here on earth in the days of His life.

It was evidently a committed sin then, but Christ reveals it clearly. Do you remember what He said to Siddiq? Woe unto you, Chorazin! Woe unto you, Bethsaida! Woe unto you, Capernaum! Exalted to heaven with privilege and opportunity shall be cast down into hell.

Sixty years from the days those words were uttered, they were blotted out that even all the antiquarians today that are digging for these ancient things can't even find a relic. God wiped them clean where they could never be found.

Do you remember what He said to Jerusalem? O Jerusalem, thou that stonest the prophets and killest them that are sent unto thee, how often I would have gathered thee together as a hen gathereth her brood under her wings, but ye would not.

Behold, your house is left unto you desolate. Within forty-five years after the utterance of those words, Emperor Titus went through that city like it was a palace. Not one stone left upon another. You can live around and see relics of antiquity all around us, one stone upon another.

But so was the judgment of God fast that the thing was leveled just like a plowed tree. The Pharisees and scribes of their day, the religious leaders of the day, the doctors of divinity, as we would call them today, ministers, and He said to these, ye shall die in your sins.

Where I am ye cannot come. They had passed the hidden boundary between God's mercy and God's wrath and their doom and damnation fixed in sea. Judas Iscariot was called by Jesus Christ to become a disciple and a follower of Christ, just as Peter was and James and John were.

He had just the same opportunity of getting converted as they had. He had every opportunity and advantage of knowing exactly who Jesus Christ was. But never, never in his life did he ever acknowledge the Deity of Christ.

He could talk about Him as a rabbi, as a teacher, this, that, or the other, but never once to acknowledge His Deity. There are only two unbloody Unitarians mentioned in the Bible, and each one of them is a murderer.

The first was Cain. He murdered his brother Abel. He didn't believe in the gospel of blood. He didn't believe that there was no atonement for sin except by the shedding of blood. And here's the other one, Judas Iscariot.

Never once to acknowledge the Deity of the Lord. Once he inquired of the Lord Jesus, met Him at the communion table. Seven times he warned him. Seven times he warned him. Far better, he said, you'd never been born than to do what you were doing.

Far better than a man, a millstone that hanged about your neck that you were cast into the depths of the sea. Seven times warned him. And now he's sitting at the communion table. He says, one of you will be judged.

And the strange thing is that they never knew Judas. They said, is it I? Not, is it Peter? Not, is it John? Everyone felt they were a potential betrayer. Is it I? Judas looked into the face of incarnate love and truth, and he says, is it I?

Jesus whispered, he didn't say it out loud. If he had said it out loud, Peter would have bashed him there, and he'd have knocked the face off. For dare he to betray his Lord. But he whispered to him and says, if you put your hand into this beast, Judas put his hand in.

Took it out, took it out. And we are told that Jesus said, what you're doing, what you're doing, do it quick. And he went out. And John with a shudder leaves the record. It was night. And the daylight never dawned upon his doomed and darkened spirit from that hour to this.

Judas, Apostasy, and the Danger of Delayed Repentance

How many times have you been warned? How many times have you been reproved? How many times have you been brought near to the kingdom and almost persuaded? How many times have you sat at the communion table?

And like Judas, you clipped as a betrayer the very face of Jesus Christ. Judas demanded a price for Jesus. He got thirty pieces of silver. You would sell him for a hot crown dance, a pack of cigarettes, some triviality.

He's awful cheap on the market, this Jesus today. The way men bargain and sell with him. But don't forget, dear friend, maybe tonight, maybe tonight I don't know, thank God I don't. If I knew what was happening here tonight, I wouldn't preach.

But there you are. Some of you facing Christ for the last time until you meet him at the great white throne. What you're doing? You're equipped. Final. The record will be as the angel recorded at your name in the book.

He went out. She went out. It was night. Night never of hope or joy or peace or forgiveness never to dawn upon your doomed and damned spirit. It was a sin very common when Christ was here on earth. There are those in there confused about the matter and they say it rarely, if ever, this committed today.

So we've got to now paraphrase it. While the lamp holds out to burn, the greatest sinner may return, the biggest light concocted out of the heart of a man and inspired by the devil in him. Show me that in the word of God.

For you can repent when you like. That you can believe when you like. That you can turn when you like. That you can be saved when you like. Don't think that I'm telling you something. Pray! Get up to your feet now and say, I'll come to Christ.

Just about the last thing you can do. You can't do as you like. With God and with salvation, you can't come on your terms. And you can't come on your time. It's in God's terms. And it's in God's terms.

Harden not your heart as in the day of provocation. Now is the accepted term. Now is the day of salvation. Now. Never here, never tomorrow. I've got no authority stating you that tomorrow or nine o 'clock tonight you can repent and you can believe.

No authority. You may be in your heart right now settling your destiny for damnation, fixed as sure as God is on the truth. You're hardening your neck. You're stiffening your will. You're rebelling against even the pressure of the Spirit of God upon you.

It's all right, let it go. And you'll cross that hidden boundary line between God's mercy and God's wrath as we'll see later on. I've never spoken on this subject but someone, sometimes many, in the audience, think that they've committed that sin.

Assurance for the Convicted and Brokenhearted

The other night here a man came to me. He's faced a figure of despair. He says, I've committed the unpardonable sin. He's begun to tell me a story. He says, my friend, on the authority of God's Word you haven't committed that sin.

He's faced with a sin for three years I've been in hell. Guilty of a particular sin. Manner of sin. Jesus said, All manner of sin shall be forgiven unto men but this unpardonable sin. You see, friend, the very fact of your distress and disquietude, your unrest, your conviction, your fears are the surest evidences that you haven't committed this sin.

So I'll show you later on when a man or woman has committed this sin there's no more sin. They laugh at everything. Wrap themselves around with a carnal security. They all dwell while they're on the road to hell sixty minutes in the hour, twenty-four hours in the day.

But you're mourning. You're repenting. You've got a broken heart. You're troubled. Surest evidence you're still in the state of grace. You say, I wish to God I could believe that to be true. Put it to the test.

You say, just repeat Jesus has come. See, what is this? Him that cometh to me I will in no wise cast out. And glory to God you'll have the assurance and the witness and the evidence that your sins are blotted out and you're a child of God.

But remember, dear friends, that if there is any confusion and contradiction about the matter there's none in the Bible. There's none in the Bible. Those antediluvians the Lord said He gives them a hundred and twenty years and one week.

He said, My spirit shall not always strive with man. They labored building an ark and only eight people got in. And these that had built and built and built for all those years with bleeding knuckles and agonizing cries seeking to enter in.

My spirit shall not always strive with man. Summer has ended and you are not you're not saved still in your sins. He prayeth, Join to his idols let him alone. Post not of yourself for tomorrow. He that is often ripped through hardening of his neck shall be suddenly suddenly destroyed.

Oh, the word of God's clear, dear friends. He says, Seek ye the Lord highly may be thanked. For a lot of people in hell pray that you never pray. Thought the Lord that you'd never try to. And they're damned.

Why? They thought the Lord when he wasn't there. God's not at your convenience or mine. Where do you get it that God's a slave of anybody? A servant of anybody? Don't you even call him when you like? Where do you get that?

Seek ye the Lord highly may be thanked. Call upon him while he's near. He's near here tonight. Oh, friends, don't let him go by. Don't let him go by, I pray you. Don't let him go by. Seek the Lord highly may be thanked.

Call upon him while he is near. First of all, this is no ordinary sin. No manner of sin. No manner of sin shall be forgiven unto man. But this sin. When I was a cadet in a sailing ship in the early days, we had a third officer.

Blasphemy Against the Holy Ghost and the Scope of Forgiveness

And that fellow never swore or cursed except by the Holy Ghost. He never used the name of God or Jesus. It was always the Holy Ghost. And I've seen him on a yardarm in a living deal of wind trying to get canvas in.

And this blasphemy of that man and the awful oaths of the Holy Ghost until I've seen the sailor say, Look here, mister, if you don't cut that out, we'll fling you off this road, off this yardarm and send you to hell where you're going.

We cadets in the half deck, we used to sing, He's committed the unpardonable sin. Oh no, that's not it. All manner of sin and blasphemy shall be forgiven unto man. The biggest sin to call the name of is God in vain or Jesus in vain as the Holy Spirit.

Three in one, one in three. A young fellow came to me one day in one of our meetings and he said, I've committed the unpardonable sin. That's how you look like. But would you kindly tell me what it is?

And after a good little hesitation flushed to his cheek, he was guilty of adultery. This happened for years at hand. I said, Do you still believe in your Bible? Well, I said, Listen, Jesus says, All manner, all manner of sin shall be forgiven unto man.

That's not it. That's not it. I was holding a meeting in a week-covenant church in Scotland one time. We'd been to a church and you'd shake hands with a fellow coming in the door. It was a two-story.

There was a hole in the floor and the fellows were up in the gallery and others were down here. And the pulpit was just getting steeped in both ways. And I was roaring away in those days. I had a voice on me like a bull of mace.

You see, as an outseller, but I'm telling you to find these old days. But I was roaring away in this week church and the door opened in the back and boy, what I saw. Great big fellow about six foot four.

Hair disheveled, hanging down, dirty itself. His eyes bloodshot and bleeding. He faced the portrait of iniquity and devil. His garments all lousy and bleak. And he looked there and he saw the back end of the pew and sat down, put his head there.

Whenever the service was over, I noticed whenever they started to go near that aisle, they all dodged the others. And man, I was left with him in the wee church. I didn't like the view of the west palace, but the old people were there.

At last I went and I pinched him and said, Hey! Hey! He looked with those big bleary eyes, red hot eyes at me. He said, Aye brother, although you're cast out by the devil and dragged to the very channels ahead, glory to God, if you've got any desire, he could see.

He took his old bonnet and went out. I hardly got up at the wee pulpit and started again. There's the door open again. Then he got down to the pew, put his head down. I rolled away with it, never bothered him.

But once or twice he lifted his head up and kind of looked and then down. I was preaching that morning, or that evening, on the blood of Jesus Christ, God's son. Transcendent from all things. I was bringing on the all.

The all disappeared and I'm left with that fellow again. Last I went up and I gave him a shot. I said, My friend, he looked at me. He said, You were lying tonight. I said, I was not. He said, You were.

I said, Don't you call me a liar. He said, You lied. No, I didn't. You said all things. He said, That's what God says. He said, It's not all things. I won. He said, It's the unpardonable sin. You see, I committed it.

That's why you live it. If anybody does, you live it. But this I missed him. If he confided in me, I'll tell you before God whether you have or not. So I sat for a while. You see, I was born right up by those in Elvis.

He was chief gamekeeper of the Duke of Sutherland's estate. Since I was a widower. Since I was fond of the Duke's peasants now and again. And I used to snare a few rabbits now and again. And he said, One night I was going along a date with my double-barred gun to see what I had in the snare.

See how many rabbits I could pick up. Just as I turned the corner, one of the gamekeepers was there. He said, Without hesitation, I took the gun by the double-barred and I had him with a half of the gun blast his brains out and I ran that fellow to charge.

My God, he said, I can see it now. I can see it now. He said, I forgot to take that saddle down. I said, Are you gone crazy? He said, I want to ask you something. In spite of all that you've done, twenty-five years you've spent in jail.

He was out on a ticket of leave. He said, For five years I've been out and I've never had a night's sleep except under dope or drink. He said, I listen. Have you still got faith in the old bible that you were brought up a half-breed?

You believe that Jesus did forgive you? Yes, he did. But I listen. No man without faith and blessings shall be forgiven unto men but this. So he spun it and went out. But I bet the sweat was on me and I was glad to see him out.

Next night when I got up from the boat, I couldn't hardly get started. Who comes in but my boy? First wife. His hair combed. Eyes bloodshot? Yes, but can it be? His garments faded? Tidy. Filthy? Yes, tidy.

He said, Something's happened. Boys, I couldn't get through quick enough. I'm down to the ground. I've got down to the ground. What's happened? You see, last night I was in the working men's lodging house and I lay in the bunk.

He says, The blood of Jesus Christ, God's Son cleansed me from all sin. But I'm so pleased. Friend, you may erase and have. You may be the greatest Desperado that ever lived. You may be the white-washed sepulchre of a hypocrite of the deepest degree.

Never mind what your sin is. Here's the proclamation of the gospel. All manner of sin shall be forgiven unto men, only this sin. No ordinary sin. Who are the people that usually commit this sin? It's always religious people.

Religious Respectability and Resistance to the Gospel

Respectable people. Highly respected people. Cultured people. Who are the people that usually commit this sin? It's always religious people. Respectable people. Highly respected people. Cultured people.

You can't show me one that's mentioned in that Bible that was a Desperado or a denominator or a hobo or a bum. There were church members. Church officers. Church leaders. Religious leaders of the day.

Sadducees. Pharisees. Herodians. These are the ones. Sisters born of God-fearing parents. Brought up, brought up in the very lap of religion. Baptized in the covenant grave. In your early days you came in by confirmation to your church or by baptism to your church.

You've gone through all the rituals. You're living a decent life. Respectable life. Not converted. Not born again. Not saved. Don't like those things. You believe as long as you do the best you can and follow the light of your conscience that that's all there is to it?

You're the one that's nearest this sin than all the Desperados and hobos that's living today. There's more hope for all the heartless. Some of you beautiful women. There's more hope, there's more hope for all the drunkards and pimps that ever crawled along the streets on the road to hell compared to some of you elders indeed.

You've sinned against Christ. You've shut your heart against the truth of God. You've stuck to your own preconceived unscriptural notions. You've denied the very blood of Christ and done death's fight to the spirit of grace.

That's the one. That's the one that's in danger. My divine angelic vision here tonight I see a sight in this hall that will break my heart. On the forehead indelibly a mark for man is yet as blind in the dark.

The Hidden Boundary Between Mercy and Wrath

I wouldn't like to see that. There is a line by us unseen and it crosses every path. The hidden boundary between God's mercy and God's wrath. To cross that line it is to die. To die as if by self it does not dull the beaming eyes or pale the glow of health.

The conscience living to the deed. The spirit light and gay. That which is pleasing still may plead and fears be thrust away. But on the forehead God is set. Indelibly a mark unseen by man for man is yet as blind in the dark.

But angels will see that fatal sign and tremble at the sight and devastate that lurid line with hellish delight. And yet the doomed man spots below like Eden may have bloomed. He does not will not feel or know or think that he is doomed.

He thinks and feels that all is well and every fear comes. He dies. He wakes in hell. Not only doomed but damned. Oh, where is this mysterious bourne by which our path is crossed? Beyond which God himself has sworn that he who goes is lost?

We go on in. Who will God forbear? Where does hope end and where begins the content of despair? An answer from the sky is sent. He that from God departs while it is called today repent and harden not your heart.

Can we tell anybody to sin? Is there any way we could find out? Strengthen the tendrils up and down these feet nine times out of ten I'll tell you this. Every effect this time must have an adequate cause.

And when you really get saved, the effect is manifest. You'll have the witness. You'll have a changed life. The outward evidence. And when you send away your day of grace, when you cross the boundary line, certain symptoms appear.

Symptoms of Having Sinned Away the Day of Grace

Certain symptoms appear. You can't avoid you can't evade or escape it. And anybody with intelligent understanding of the word of God, they can tell just exactly where you are will come. Let me give you some of these symptoms, dear friends.

First, when you send away your day of grace, when you commit the unpardonable sins, then there is never any inner response to any gospel of peace. No more. Silence and thy Saviour pleading to please. The one next is rambling and rambling.

If I thunder at all the judgment of God, then the wrath of God sends you in indignation. If I talk about the love of Calvary and the blood of Christ, you think that you can presume upon the love of God and by and by get away with it.

But no response. No response to the mess. No repentance. No pain. No brokenness. All the means of grace that God has provided, absolutely unabated. Like water spilled on the ground. Another evidence is this.

When you send away your day of grace, there is no further recognition of need. A man came to God one day and said, God, I thank Thee that I am not like other men are. I give my good to feed the poor. I tithe of all I possess.

I fast so many times a week. No sense of need. No recognition of need. Wrapping the rags and relics of your own respectability, churchianity and boosted morality, you wrap them around you and say, thank God, I'm not like other people.

Whenever the spirit of God ceases to thrive with you, you get bored up and filled up with a bastard hope regarding the good deeds you've done and the kind of good life that you've lived. Let me appeal to those of you here tonight that are saved by the grace of God.

Isn't the recognition of need in your heart greater to do than ever it was? Conscious of any sin? Conscious of anything that may have been wrong? Aren't we under the pains of hell till we're under the cleansing blood and speaking blood of Christ again?

Not you. Not you. I'm all right. You needn't talk to me. I thank God. You're all right and I'm all right and everything's all right. Another symptom, dear friend, is this. There is no repentance on account of sin.

I thank God every day of this that I can repent. The sweet grace of God. A broken, broken heart. A contrite spirit. God says He never despises. But you stand up and nobody knows about it. The sins been done in secret and you can roll it around your tongue.

You can riot in it. You can live with it. The only thing that would annoy you is if you got caught in it or if you had to be punished on account of it. Immediate punishment. But no repentance. Give any amount of remorse.

Now and again. Go to jail there and you'll see a great deal of remorse. Go to the penitentiary and you'll find any amount of remorse. Sorry for what they've done. Sorry for the consequences. Sorry for what they're suffering.

But no repentance. Out of jail and they're back at the same old thing again. The dogs to his vomiting. And the cows to her wallowing in the mire is his devotion. You laugh at sin. You live in sin. You riot in sin.

The man or woman that's in a state of grief the sense of sin cuts him like a knife. Like the sharp crack of a whip on his conscience. Until he's pardoned and blessed again in God. Another evidence is this.

There's no realization of your danger. There's nothing but the skin in your ribs this moment and your soul in the bottomless pit of the lake of fire. One heartbeat and you're damned and doomed for eternity.

Doesn't bother you one bit. Men and women are dying so suddenly around us every day. Not a moment's time. Off they're off. You may be the next. Doesn't bother you. You'll lay your head on your pillow tonight as calm and collected as a child laying his head on his mother's arm.

Laughing you'll dance with your heels around the half the night's gone and there's nothing but one heart between you, one heartbeat between you and eternal damnation. Laugh and laugh it off. No realization of danger.

Man alive, those of us who are saved by the grace of God and being kept, we're shouting and singing and praising God that we're not in hell and that we're not on the road to hell. That the danger is past.

Oh the love that clutters. Oh the blood that butters. And oh the grace that is brought us to the fold. You! Ha ha! You don't believe in hell anymore. Kind good God. Who would put anybody and his children in hell?

No there's no children of God in hell. Not one. Never has been, never will be. There's not a child of God on the road to hell. Who's on the road to hell? You. Brats of the devil. Children of your father the devil.

Who's in hell? Children of the devil. None of God's children in hell. If you wrap yourself around and say oh a good kind God it'll be alright. The wicked shall be turned into hell and all nations that forget God.

How shall we escape when we neglect so great shall be? Doesn't cost you that. No sense of danger. Hell's a real joke. Hell's a obsolete kind of a thing. It's been gotten by a lot of populations way back a couple of hundred years ago to terrify and scare.

But in this modern day we're living in who can do away with the thing all again? I think you're comfortable going to hell. It'll not make hell any cheaper. And it'll not make hell any more dreadful to dwell in.

Let me give you another one friend. I was going to give a whole lot more but I'll give one more. When you send away your day of grace boys you hate. You hate that doctrine. And you hate the preacher that was there to tell you.

For you to stand up here as I'm doing and tell you that you're a sinner lost and ruined. The curse of God on you. A deceitful heart. You were born in sin and shaped in iniquity. You're totally depraved.

Absolutely devoid of any good in your heart. And the possession of every sin and iniquity the world has ever known. That you're told that you're the object of the wrath of God. And if you die you're damned and doomed for eternity.

Manages for the death of an enemy. You listen as you go down there tonight when you're in the crowd down there. Listen to what you'll hear. You'll hear something like that. And you'll be bickered. You'll be bickered.

You'll call the preacher every name under God's heaven. He's everything but a gentleman. He's everything but a Christian. And he's not fit to be a preacher anything under heaven. Things like that. But if he'll get up and tell you if you live a good life and do the best you can and join church and take twenty shillings in the pound you'll just feel like an old cat on a field creek.