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 moment, before  entering,  to  read  the  dread  inscription on  the  grimy  portal:  "Abandon  hope,  all  ye that  enter  here." Let us  pass  on  into  the  gloom beyond, and  view  the  exquisite  tortures  prepared  for man by  an  almighty  and  implacably  just  God;  let  us see  the  frightful  aspect  of  the  devils  and  the  damned; let us  hear  the  whirlwind  of  sighs  and  moans,  the shrieks of  pain,  and  the  vile  blasphemies  against  the Most High,  and  let  us  go  on  and  explore  hell  from top to  bottom  and  paint  it  to  ourselves  in  the  most horrible colors — and  after  all  we  shall  not  have realized even  a  shadow  of  the  reality — for  "  eye  hath not  seen  nor  ear  heard  nor  hath  it  entered  into  the heart  of  man  to  conceive  what  things  God  has  prepared for  those  that  hate  Him." Suppose all  the arch-tyrants and  cruel  savages  that  ever  lived  or will  live,  were  to  come  together  to  devise  new  means of torturing  one  poor  martyr,  what  an  excruciating series of  agonies  they  would  invent! And yet,  all that would  be  ease  and  comfort  compared  with  the torments God  has  prepared  for  His  enemies. For, alas, and  alack! God is  almighty  and  all-wise,  not only in  preparing  good  things  for  His  faithful  children, but  also  in  preparing  woes  for  His  rebel  subjects. O God  forbid  that  we  should  ever  experience the sensations  of  a  man  who  goes  to  sleep  in  death with mortal  sin  upon  his  soul,  and  wakes  up  immediately in  a  miserable  eternity — God  forbid  it,  I  say, but God  grant  we  may  feel  enough  of  that  anguish now, to  drive  us  in  fright  to  God. Let me,  therefore, imagine  myself  to  have  been  struck  down  in  a