Every now and then we turn over fair looking stone which
lies upon the green grass of the professing church, surrounded with the
growth of apparent goodness...
And to our astonishment we find beneath all
kinds of filthy insects and loathsome reptiles...
And in our disgust at such
hypocrisy, we are driven to exclaim, All men are liars; there are none in
whom we can put any trust at all.
It is not fair to say so of all...
But
really, the discoveries which are made of the insincerity of our fellow
creatures are enough to make us despise our kind...
Because they can go so far
in appearances, and yet have so little soundness of heart.
~Charles Spurgeon~
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