John Jasper (c. 1812-1901)

“My sins was piled on me like mountains; my feet was sinking down to the regions of despair, and I felt that of all sinners I was the worst. I thought that I would die right then, and with what I supposed was my last breath I flung up to heaven a cry for mercy…”

“I have finished my work. I am waiting at the river, looking across for further orders.”

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