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Ultima, = the last things in reference to the first and middle things
Ultima, = the last things in reference to the first and middle things: or certain meditations on life, death, judgement, hell, right purgatory, and heaven: delivered by Isaac Ambrose, minister of the Gospel at Preston in Amoundernes in Lancashire.
London: printed for J.A., 1650
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Every man.]
The persons to be judged are a world of men, all men of the world, good, and bad, elect and reprobates, but in a different manner: To give you a full view of them, I must lead your attentions orderly through these passages, there must be a Citation, Resurrection, Collection, Separation: follow me in these paths, and you may see both the men and their difference, before they come to their judgments.
THe persons to be judged are a world of men, all men of the world, good, and bad, elect and reprobates, but in a different manner: To give you a full view of them, I must lead your attentions orderly through these passages, there must be a Citation, Resurrection, Collection, Separation: follow me in these pathes, and you may see both the men and their difference, before they come to their judgments.
First, there is a summons and Every man must hear it; it is performed by a shout from heaven, and the voice of the last Trump;1 the clangour of this Trump could ever sound in Jeromes ears, Arise ye dead, and come to judgment: the clangour of this Trump will sound in all mens ears, it shall wake the dead out of their drowsy sleep, and change the living from their mortal state, make devils tremble, and the whole world shake with terror: A terrible voice, a Trumpet shall sound, that shall shake the world, rend the rocks, break the mountains, dissolve the bonds of death, burst down the gates of hell, and unite all spirits to their own bodies. What say you to this Trump, that can make the whole Universe to tremble? no sooner shall it sound, but the the earth shall shake, the mountains skip like Rams, and the little hills like young sheep: it shall pierce the waters, and fetch from the bottom of the Sea the dust of Adams seed, it shall tear the rocky Tombs of earthly Princes, and make their haughty minds to stoop before the King of heaven; it shall remove the centre, and tear the bowels of the earth, open the graves of all the dead, and fetch their souls from heaven or hell, to reunite them to their bodies. A dreadful summons of the wicked, whom this sudden noise will no less astonish, then confound; the dark pitchy walls of that infernal pit of hell, shall be shaken with the shout, when the dreadful soul shall leave its place of terror, and once more re-enter into her stinking Carrion, to receive a greater condemnation: what terror will this be to the wicked wretch? what woeful salutations will there be between that body and soul, which living together