Mr. Bolton's last and learned work of the four last things death, judgement, hell,…Mr. Boltons last and learned worke of the foure last things death, iudgement, hell,…

In the time of need, the Worm of vanity will wast and wither them all, like Jonahs gourd; and leave our naked souls to the open rage of wind and weather; to the scourges and Scorpions of guiltiness and fear. It transcends the Sphere of their activity, as they say, and passeth their power to satisfy an immortal soul, to comfort through the length of eternity; either to corrupt or conquer any spiritual adversaries. For couldest thou purchase unto thy self a Monopoly of all the wealth in the world; wert thou able to empty the Western parts of gold; and the East of all her spices, and precious things; shouldest thou enclose the whole face of the earth from one end of heaven to another, and fill this wide worlds circumference with golden heaps and hoards of pearl: diddest thou in the ⟨p. 12⟩mean time sit at the stern, and hold the reins in thine hand of all earthly kingdoms, nay, exalt thy self as the Eagle, and set thy nest among the stars; nay, like the sun of the morning advance thy Throne even above the stars of God; yet all these, and whatsoever else thou canst imagine, to make thy worldly happiness complete and matchless, would not be worth a button unto thee upon thy bed of death, nor do thee a half-penny-worth of good in the horror of that dreadful time. Where did that man dwell, or of what cloth was his coat made, that was ever comforted by his goods, greatness, or great men, in that last and sorest conflict? In his wrestlings with the accusations of conscience, terrors of death, and oppositions of hell? No, no: It is matter of a more heavenly metal, treasures of an higher temper, riches of a nobler nature, that must hold out, and help in the distresses of soul, in the anguish of conscience, in the hour of death, against the stings of sin, wrath of GOD, and last Tribunal. Do you think that ever any glorified soul did gaze with delight upon the wedge of gold, that tramples under foot the Sun, and looks All-mighty GOD in the face? No, no:

In the time of need, the Worme of vanity will wast and wither them all, like Ionahs gourd; and leave our naked soules to the open rage of wind and weather; to the scourges and Scorpions of guiltinesse and feare. It transcends the Sphere of their activity, as they say, and passeth their power to satisfie an immortall soule, to comfort thorow the length of eternity; either to corrupt or conquer any spirituall adversaries. For couldest thou purchase unto thy selfe a Monopoly of all the wealth in the world; wert thou able to empty the Westerne parts of gold; and the East of all her spices, and precious things; shouldest thou enclose the whole face of the earth from one end of heaven to another, and fill this wide worlds circumference with golden heapes and hoards of pearle: diddest thou in the