A26344:137
God's anger
God's anger ; and, Man's comfort two sermons / preached and published by Tho. Adams.
London: printed by Tho. Maxey for Samuel Man, 1652
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But after all this Sunshine, there ariseth a tempest. When I do recollect, or be represented unto my conscience, my innumerable, incomparable, intolerable sins; the remembrance of them is so frightful, the burden of them is so unsupportable, that I dare not even look up unto Heaven. Faith lies fainting, hope is in a swoon, fear stands by the bed side, despair lies gaping at the chamber door, my soul is in an ecstasy. I am weary of all company, but those that speak of mercy. I sit mourning all the day ⟨p. 82⟩long: Sorrow and solitude are my associates: I do shed some tears, and would weep tears of blood for my sins. I lament because my sorrows are not greater for offending my God.
But after all this Sunshine, there ariseth a tempest. When I do recollect, or be represented unto my conscience, my innumerable, incomparable, intollerable sinnes; the remembrance of them is so frightfull, the burden of them is so unsupportable, that I dare not even look up unto Heaven. Faith lies fainting, hope is in a swoon, fear stands by the bed side, despaire lies gaping at the chamber door, my soul is in an extasie. I am weary of all company, but those that speak of mercy. I sit mourning all the day ⟨p. 82⟩long: Sorrow and solitude are my associates: I do shed some tears, and would weep tears of blood for my sins. I lament because my sorrows are not greater for offending my God.
Well, yet hear the Physician of souls speaks to thee from Heaven. Weep on, bleed on, this bleeding shall not be unto death. Jesus Christ hath a Balsam, that shall not only stanch thy bleeding, but fill the veins of thy soul with comfort. His blood is an Antidote for thine. One drop of that shall satisfy for more sins, then ever thou hast committed.
Well, yet hear the Physician of souls speaks to thee from Heaven. Weep on, bleed on, this bleeding shall not be unto death. Jesus Christ hath a Balsome, that shall not onely stanch thy bleeding, but fill the veins of thy soul with comfort. His blood is an Antidote for thine. One drop of that shall satisfie for more sins, then ever thou hast committed.