The way is still narrow:
The hill, though high, I covet to ascend,The difficulties will not me offend; For I perceive the way to life lies here: Come, pluck up, heart, let's neither faint nor fear. Better, though difficult, the right way to go, Than wrong, though easy, where the end is woe.
Bunyan - Pilgrims Progress
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"And I heard another voice from heaven, saying, Come out of her, my people,
that ye be not
partakers of her sins, and that ye receive not of her plagues."
Finish the race..."for the night is far spent, the day is at hand." (Rom. 13:12)
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