A25250:366
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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Observ. 1 First, the tares must together: Woe is me (saith David) that I am constrained to dwell with Mesech: 1and if David think it woeful to converse with his living enemies, then what punishment have the wicked, whom the Devil and damned, the black angels and everlasting horror must accompany for ever? The tares must be gathered, and bundled, and the more bundles, the more and more miseries: Company yields no comfort in hell fire; nay what greater discomfort then to see thy friends in flames, thy fellows in torments, the fiends with flaming whips, revenging each others malice on thy self and enemy? It was the rich mans last petition, when he had so many repulses for his own ease, to make one suit for his living brethren; he knew their company would increase his torment, to prevent which he cries out, I pray thee, father Abraham, 2that thou wouldest send Lazarus to my fathers house, for I have five brethren, that he may testify unto them, lest they also come into this place of torment. Why, it may be God will hear him for them, especially making such a reasonable request as this was, that Lazarus might only warn his brethren of future judgment: no, but to teach you, if you sell your souls to sin, to leave a rich posterity on earth, you shall not only your selves (without all remorse and pity) be damned in hell; but your posterity shall be a torment to you whilst they live, and a greater torment, if they come to you when they are dead. To converse with Devils is fearful, but altogether to accompany each other, is a plague fit for tares: In this life they flourished amongst the wheat, Let them grow both together, corn and tares until the harvest. But the harvest come, God will now separate them both asunder, and as in heaven there are none but Saints, so in hell there are none but reprobates: to increase this torment, as they grow together so all their conference is to curse each other: Moab shall cry against Moab, father against son, son against father: what comfort in this company? The Devil that was author of ⟨p. 140⟩such mischiefs) appears in most grisly forms, his angels (the black guard of hell) torture poor souls in flames: there live swearers with their flaming tongues, usurers with talent hands, drunkards with scorched throats, all these tares like fiery faggots burning together in hell flames?