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gain! For this Roll was the aſſurance of his life and acceptance at the defired Haven. Therefore he laid it up in his boſom, gave thanks to God for directing his eye to the place where it lay, and with joy and tears betook him ſelf again to his Journey. But Oh how nimbly now, did he go up the reſt of the Hill! Yet before he got up, the Sun went down upon Chriſtian; and this made him again recall the vanity of his ſleeping to his remembrance, and thus he again began to condole with himſelf: Ah thou ſinful ſleep! how for thy ſake am I like to be benighted in my Journey! I muſt walk without the Sun, darkneſs muſt cover the path of my feet, and I muſt hear the noiſe of doleful Creatures, becauſe of my ſinful ſleep! Now alſo he remembered the ſtory that Miſtruſt and Timorus told him of, how they were frighted with the fight of the Lions. Then ſaid Chriſtian to himſelf again, Theſe Beaſts range in the night for their prey,and if they ſhould meet with me in the dark,how ſhould I ſhift them! how ſhould I eſcape being by them torn pieces? Thus he went on his way, but while he was
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