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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
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4 By meditating on the punishment. If in the act of thy lust thou couldst see into the dark doors of hell, and behold the adulterers and their harlots embracing flames, quenchless flames; howling, and shrieking, and cursing their glasses, their tires, their Bawds, their Panders; bound to eternity of insufferable horrors: this would cool thy heat. For lustful kisses, kissing of fire; for soft beds, beds of despair; for wanton songs, gnawing their tongues; for heating delicates, everlasting famishment; for silken curtains, to wish ao Rock for their pillow, and a Mountain for their coverlet: this, O this would slacken thine intemperance. What men think most pleasing, is most plaguing; to have their lusts granted:p So I gave them up unto their own hearts lust. They desired it, they had it; this was the greatest plague. Think thou seest beyond thy beauty old-age, beyond old-aged sickness, beyond sickness death, beyond death Judgement, beyond Judgement hell, beyond that no limits of time or torments, but all easeless, endless. Thou criest, God be merciful to me; but be also merciful to thy self: weep for thy sins, and beseech God to mortify thy lusts by the death of Christ.
4 By meditating on the punishment. If in the act of thy lust thou couldst see into the darke doores of hell, and behold the adulterers and their harlots embracing flames, quenchlesse flames; howling, and shreeking, and cursing their glasses, their tires, their Bawds, their Panders; bound to eternity of insufferable horrours: this would coole thy heat. For lustfull kisses, kissing of fire; for soft beds, beds of despaire; for wanton songs, gnawing their tongues; for heating delicates, everlasting famishment; for silken curtens, to wish ao Rocke for their pillow, and a Mountaine for their coverlet: this, O this would slacken thine intemperance. What men thinke most pleasing, is most plaguing; to have their lusts granted:p So I gave them up unto their owne hearts lust. They desired it, they had it; this was the greatest plague. Thinke thou seest beyond thy beauty old-age, beyond old-agd sicknesse, beyond sicknesse death, beyond death Iudgement, beyond Iudgement hell, beyond that no limits of time or torments, but all easelesse, endlesse. Thou criest, God be mercifull to me; but be also mercifull to thy selfe: weepe for thy sinnes, and beseech God to mortifie thy lusts by the death of Christ.