A commentary or, exposition upon the divine second epistle general, writtenA commentary or, exposition vpon the diuine second epistle generall, written

These are those fearful vials of wrath, when God gives blood to drink unto them that boil with heat. Who can express their horrors, nay what horrors cannot they express? Sorrows are met on their souls as at a feast: fear, despair, and anguish leap upon their hearts as a Stag, and the furies of hell divide their spirits among them. Torment calls to desperation, horror to pain, come and help us to torture these wretches. Lust sends one plague, and pride another, and covetousness a third; till they run through a thousand deaths, and yet cannot die. All their •ights are put out at once, they have no souls fit to be comforted. Thus they lie, as if they bore the weight of the whole earth: and so let them lie, saith the LORD, for ever.

These are those fearefull vialls of wrath, when God gives bloud to drinke unto them that boile with heate. Who can expresse their horrors, nay what horrors cannot they expresse? Sorrowes are met on their soules as at a feast: feare, despaire, and anguish leape upon their hearts as a Stag, and the furies of hell divide their spirits among them. Torment calls to desperation, horror to paine, come and helpe us to torture these wretches. Lust sends one plague, and pride another, and covetousnesse a third; till they run thorow a thousand deaths, and yet cannot die. All their •ights are put out at once, they have no soules fit to be comforted. Thus they lie, as if they bore the weight of the whole earth: and so let them lie, saith the LORD, for ever.

Hear him that spake by experience.^h Being in hell in torments, he lifts up his eyes, &c. He looked upward, for he was low enough: he lift up his eyes, that could not lift up himself. Retrusus in locum imum, qui affectavit locum primum. He would not look down to Lazarus in his misery, he must now look up to Lazarus in his felicity. Oculos quos voluptas clausit, acerbitas aperit. Where remembering his pleasures past, considering his joys lost, sensible of pains present, and fearful of greater tortures to come: he sees Ad cumulum suae paenae.