The Lord permits us to feel our weakness, that we may be sensible of it; for though we are ready in words to confess that we are weak, we do not so properly know it, till that secret, though unallowed, dependence we have upon some strength in ourselves is brought to the trial, and fails us. To be humble, and, like a little child, afraid of taking a step alone, and so conscious of snares and dangers around us, as to cry to him continually to hold us up that we may be safe, is the sure, the infallible, the only secret of walking closely with him.
~John Newton~
John Newton, Richard Cecil, The Works of the John Newton, vol. 1: Two Letters to Mrs. F**** (London: Hamilton, Adams & Co., 1824), 693.
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