There can be no peace, saith my God, to the wicked.” Suppose it were possible to put down this discussion, what would it avail the guilty slaveholder, pillowed as he is upon heaving bosoms of ruined souls?
He reflects on the futility of silencing discussions about slavery for those who are guilty of it.
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