A25250:55
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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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.
You have learned Moses Arithmetic to number your days; practise a while, and you find this use.
You have learned Moses Arithmetick to number your dayes; practise a while, and you find this use.
Use. 1 God shortens your time, you that are unregenerate, lest you defer your repentance: it is said of the Devil, that he is busy, because his time is short, Revel. 12.12.1 and are you worse then Devils? is not your time shorter? and yet are you more negligent? how do you give way to that old serpent? he delays no time to bring you to hell, and ye neglect all times to get you heaven: What is your life but a Jonah gourd, suddenly sprung up, and by and by withered again, and gone? whatsoever ye do, your wheel whirls about apace: in a word, ye die daily, and you all know thus much, that you have every one of you a poor soul to save. I have wondered at men, that desire time after time, one time after another, why if your souls perish, the day will come soon enough. It makes me weep (said one of a better stamp) when my hour-glass is beside me, and I see every drop of sand follow other so speedily. Your days are but few, and yet who knows whether this day his sun may set? Take heed, you unregenerate, if death come unawares, it is the price of your souls how you are provided! Who (alas) would defer to be good, that knows not how soon he may go to judgement? The enemy keeps a daily watch, a friend prepares for your welcome, and are you such enemies to your selves, that never are prepared to welcome death?
Ʋse. 1 God shortens your time, you that are unregenerate, lest you defer your repentance: it is said of the Devil, that he is busie, because his time is short, Revel. 12.12.1 and are you worse then Devils? is not your time shorter? and yet are you more negligent? how do you give way to that old serpent? he delayes no time to bring you to hell, and ye neglect all times to get you heaven: What is your life but a Jonas gourd, suddenly sprung up, and by and by withered again, and gone? whatsoever ye do, your wheel whirls about apace: in a word, ye die daily, and you all know thus much, that you have every one of you a poor soul to save. I have wondered at men, that desire time after time, one time after another, why if your souls perish, the day will come soon enough. It makes me weep (said one of a better stamp) when my hour-glasse is beside me, and I see every drop of sand follow other so speedily. Your dayes are but few, and yet who knows whether this day his sunne may set? Take heed, you unregenerate, if death come unawares, it is the price of your souls how you are provided! Who (alas) would defer to be good, that knows not how soon he may go to judgement? The enemie keeps a daily watch, a friend prepares for your welcome, and are you such enemies to your selves, that never are prepared to welcome death?