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Three treatises of the vanity of the creature. The sinfulness of sin. The life…Three treatises of the vanity of the creature. The sinfulnesse of sinne. The life…
Three treatises of the vanity of the creature. The sinfulness of sin. The life of Christ. Being the substance of several sermons preached at Lincolns Inn: by Edward Reynolds, preacher to that honourable society, and late fellow of Merton College in Oxford.Three treatises of the vanity of the creature. The sinfulnesse of sinne. The life of Christ. Being the substance of severall sermons preached at Lincolns Inne: by Edward Reynoldes, preacher to that honourable society, and late fellow of Merton Colledge in Oxford.
London: printed by Felix Kyngston for Robert Bostocke, 1631
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3. If one great sin, nay one small sin be so full of life, as not all the strength, nay not all the deaths or annihilations of all the Angels in heaven could have expiated, O how shall I stand before an army of sins? So many, which I know of my self, swarms of thoughts, steams of lusts, throngs of sinful words, sands of evil actions, every one as heavy and as great as a mountain, able to take up if they were put into bodies all the vast chasm• between earth and heaven, and fill all the spaces of nature with darkness and confusion? and how infinite more secret ones are there, which I know not by my self? How many Atoms and streams of dust doth a beam of the Sun shining into a room discover, which by any other light was before imperceptible? How many sinful secrets are there in my heart, which though the light of mine own conscience cannot discover, are yet written in Gods account, and sealed amongst his treasures, and shall at the day of the revelation of all things be produced and mustered up against me, like so many Lyons and Devils to fly upon me?
3. If one great sin, nay one small sin be so full of life, as not all the strength, nay not all the deaths or annihilations of all the Angels in heaven could have expiated, O how shall I stand before an army of sinnes? So many, which I know of my selfe, swarmes of thoughts, steames of lusts, throngs of sinfull words, sands of evill actions, every one as heavie and as great as a mountaine, able to take up if they were put into bodies all the vast chasm• betweene earth and heaven, and fill all the spaces of nature with darkenesse and confusion? and how infinite more secret ones are there, which I know not by my selfe? How many Atomes and streames of dust doth a beame of the Sunne shining into a roome discover, which by any other light was before imperceptible? How many sinfull secrers are there in my heart, which though the light of mine owne conscience cannot discover, are yet written in Gods account, and sealed amongst his treasures, and shall at the day of the revelation of all things bee produc'd and muster'd up against me, like so many Lyons and Divels to flye upon me?