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you.
There is the dreadful pit of the glowing flames of the wrath of God;
there is hell's wide gaping mouth open; and you have nothing to stand
upon, nor any thing to take hold of; there is nothing between you and
hell but the air; it is only the power and mere pleasure of God that
holds you up. You probably are not sensible of this; you find you are
kept out of hell, but do not see the hand of God in it; but look at
other things, as the good state of your bodily constitution, your care
of your own life, and the means you use for your own preservation. But
indeed these things are nothing; if God should withdraw his hand, they
would avail no more to keep you from falling, than the thin air to hold
up a person that is suspended in it. 

Your wickedness makes you as it were heavy as lead, and to tend
downwards with great weight and pressure towards hell; and if God should
let you go, you would immediately sink and swiftly descend and plunge
into the bottomless gulf, and your healthy constitution, and your own
care and prudence, and best contrivance, and all your righteousness,
would have no more influence to uphold you and keep you out of hell,
than a spider's web would have to stop a falling rock. Were it not for
the sovereign pleasure of God, the earth would not bear you one moment;
for you are a burden to it; the creation groans with you; the creature
is made subject to the bondage of your corruption, not willingly; the
sun does not willingly shine upon you to give you light to serve sin and
Satan; the earth does not willingly yield her increase to satisfy your
lusts; nor is it willingly a stage for your wickedness to be acted upon;
the air does not willingly serve you for breath to maintain the flame of
life in your vitals, while you spend your l