What a foe to one’s peace is one’s own spirit!

This wily devil!

(Joseph Philpot, “Daily Words for Zion’s Wayfarers”)

What a foe to one’s peace is one’s own spirit!

What shall I call it? It is often an infernal spirit.

Why? Because it bears the mark of Satan upon it.

The pride of our spirit,

the presumption of our spirit,

the hypocrisy of our spirit,

the intense selfishness of our spirit,

are often hidden from us.

This wily devil, SELF, can wear such

masks and assume such forms!

This serpent, SELF, can so creep and crawl,

can so twist and turn, and can disguise itself

under such false appearances, that it is often

hidden from ourselves.

Who is the greatest enemy we have to fear? We all

have our enemies. But who is our greatest enemy?

He whom you carry in your own bosom; your daily,

hourly, and unmovable companion, who entwines

himself in nearly every thought of your heart; who . . .

sometimes puffs up with pride,

sometimes inflames with lust,

sometimes inflates with presumption, and

sometimes works under pretend humility and fleshly holiness.

God is determined to stain the pride of human glory.

He will never let SELF, (which is but another word for

the creature,) wear the crown of victory. It must be

crucified, denied, and mortified.

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