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An Alarm to Unconverted Sinners
An alarm to unconverted sinners, in a serious treatise ... whereunto are annexed Divers practical cases of conscience judiciously resolved / by Joseph Alleine, late preacher of the Gospel at Taunton in Somerset-shire.An alarme to unconverted sinners, in a serious treatise ... whereunto are annexed Divers practical cases of conscience judiciously resolved / by Joseph Alleine, late preacher of the Gospel at Taunton in Somerset-shire.
London: printed by E.T. and R.H., 1672
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.
Sin doth naturally breed distempers and disturbance in the soul. What a continual tempest and commotion is there, in a discontented mind? What an eating evil is inordinate care? What is passion, but a very fever in the mind? What is Lust, but a fire in the bones? What is Pride but a deadly tympany? or covetousness, but an unsatiable and unsufferable thirst? or malice and envy, but venom in the very heart? Spiritual sloth is but a scurvy in the mind, and carnal security, a mortal lethargy. And how can that soul have true comfort that is under so many diseases? But converting grace cures, and so eases the mind, and prepares the soul for a settled, standing, immortal peace. Great peace have they that love thy commandments, and nothing shall offend them. Psal. 119. 165. They are the ways of wisdom that afford pleasure and peace. Prov. 3. 17. David had infinitely more pleasure ⟨p. 69⟩in the word, than in all the delights of his Court, Psal. 119. 103, 127. The conscience cannot be truly pacified, till soundly purified. Heb. 10. 22. Cursed is that peace, that is maintained in a way of sin. Deut. 29. 19, 20. Two sorts of peace are more to be dreaded, than all the troubles in the world; Peace with sin, and Peace in sin.
Sin doth naturally breed distempers and disturbance in the soul. What a continual tempest and commotion is there, in a discontented mind? What an eating evil is inordinate care? What is passion, but a very feaver in the mind? What is Lust, but a fire in the bones? What is Pride but a deadly tympany? or covetousness, but an unsatiable and unsufferable thirst? or malice and envy, but venom in the very heart? Spiritual sloth is but a scurvy in the mind, and carnal security, a mortal lethargy. And how can that soul have true comfort that is under so many diseases? But converting grace cures, and so eases the mind, and prepares the soul for a setled, standing, immortal peace. Great peace have they that love thy commandments, and nothing shall offend them.