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(Letters of John Newton)
July 7, 1778
My dear friend,
Last week we had a lion in town. I went to see him. He was
astonishingly tame--as friendly with his keeper, and as docile and obedient as
a pet dog. Yet the man told me he had his surly fits, when they dared not go
near him.
No looking-glass could show my face more justly--than this
lion shows my heart! I could trace every feature--as wild and fierce by nature;
yes, much more so--but grace has in some measure tamed me. I know and love my
Keeper, and sometimes watch His looks that I may learn His will. But, oh! I
have my surly fits too! Seasons when I relapse into the savage again, as though
I had forgotten all.
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