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A commentary or, exposition upon the divine second epistle general, writtenA commentary or, exposition vpon the diuine second epistle generall, written
A commentary or, exposition upon the divine second epistle general, written by the blessed apostle St. Peter. By Thomas AdamsA commentary or, exposition vpon the diuine second epistle generall, written by the blessed apostle St. Peter. By Thomas Adams
London: printed by Richard Badger and Felix Kyngston for Jacob Bloome, 1633London: printed by Richard Badger and Felix Kyngston for Iacob Bloome, 1633
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
Lust is with the affections, as Jezebel with her chamberlains; she paints and ••eases: grace comes like Jehu, who is on my side? O that she were hurled down. If •ealth increase, there is a dish added to the table, a set to the ruff, a tie to the shoes: ••t not a dram to devotion, not a mite to the Church, not a scrap to the poor, ⟨p. 622⟩not a grace to the soul. Not to speak of the profest enemy to all goodness, the engines of hell, and deputies of the Devil, whose souls are nothing else but moving anatomies: such as are yet to choose their faith, and think religion an humour or fancy following the complexion. Like a condemned wretch, that Explet ventrem, damnatus effundere sanguinem; jests away his soul. (Pardon all holy impatience: •• ruly patients make sharp physicians.) Men that think all we preach to be but fables: yet on their death-beds, if their lethargized conscience be suffered to wake […] it go to hell; they would give all the world to be sure what we say were not true: are not these ungodly?
Lust is with the affections, as Iesabel with her chamberlaines; she paints and ••eases: grace comes like Iehu, who is on my side? O that she were hurled downe. If •ealth encrease, there is a dish added to the table, a set to the ruffe, a tie to the shooes: ••t not a dramme to devotion, not a mite to the Church, not a scrap to the poore, ⟨p. 622⟩not a grace to the soule. Not to speake of the profest enemy to all goodnesse, the engines of hell, and deputies of the Devill, whose soules are nothing els but moving anatomies: such as are yet to chuse their faith, and thinke religion an humour or fancy following the complection. Like a condemned wretch, that Explet ventrem, damnatus effundere sanguinem; jests away his soule. (Pardon all holy impatience: •• ruly patients make sharpe physitians.) Men that thinke all we preach to be but fables: yet on their death-beds, if their lethargiz'd conscience be suffered to wake it goe to hell; they would give all the world to be sure what we say were not true: are not these ungodly?