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The devils banquet described in four sermons [brace], 1. The banquet propounded, begun, 2.…The deuills banket described in foure sermons [brace], 1. The banket propounded, begunne, 2.…
The devils banquet described in four sermons [brace], 1. The banquet propounded, begun, 2. The second service, 3. The breaking up of the feast, 4. The shot or reckoning, [and] The sinners passing-bell, together with Physic from heaven / published by Thomas Adams ...The deuills banket described in foure sermons [brace], 1. The banket propounded, begunne, 2. The second seruice, 3. The breaking vp of the feast, 4. The shot or reckoning, [and] The sinners passing-bell, together with Phisicke from heauen / published by Thomas Adams ...
London: printed by Thomas Snodham for Ralph Mab, 1614
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.
But these spiritually dead guests do not evermore scape so long: sometimes God gives them in this life a draught of that vial of his wrath which they shall after sup off to the bottom. The wicked man, that had no fear, now shall have too much fear. He that begun with the wanton Comedy of presumption and profaneness, ends with the Tragedy of horror and despair. Before he was so a-sleep, that nothing could waken him: now he is so waking, that nothing can bring him a-sleep. Neither disport abroad, nor quiet at home can possess him: he cannot possess himself. Sin is not so smooth at setting forth, as turbulent ⟨p. 172⟩at the journeys end. The wicked have their day▪ wherein they run from pleasure to pleasure, as Jobs children from banquet to banquet: their joys have changes of variety, little intermission, no cessation; neither come they faster, then their lusts call for them. So God hath his day: And hwoe unto you that desire the day of the Lord: to what end is it for you? the day of the Lord is darkness and not light. 2As if a man did flee from a Lyon, and a Bear met him; or went into the house, and leaned his hand on the Wall, and a Serpent bit him. Such is the unrest of a conscience brought to fret for his sins. So August. iFugit ab agro in civitatem, à publico ad domum, à domo in cubiculum. He runs from the field into the City, from the City to his house, and in his house to the privatest Chamber: but he cannot fly his enemy▪ that cannot fly himself.
But these spiritually dead guests doe not euermore scape so long: sometimes God giues them in this life a draught of that viall of his wrath which they shall after sup off to the bottome. The wicked man, that had no feare, now shall haue too much feare. Hee that begun with the wanton Comedie of presumption and profanenesse, ends with the Tragedie of horrour and despaire. Before he was so a-sleepe, that nothing could waken him: now hee is so waking, that nothing can bring him a-sleepe. Neither disport abroad, nor quiet at home can possesse him: hee cannot possesse himselfe. Sinne is not so smooth at setting forth, as turbulent