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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.
Behold the City of pure transparent gold, whose foundations are garnished with all manner of precious stones, whose gates are pearls, whose light is glory, whose Temple is God. Believest thou this? If thou dost, art not thou worse than distracted, that wilt not take possession, when the gates are flung open to thee• and thou art bid to enter• O ye sons of folly, will ye embrace the dunghills, and refuse the Kingdom? Behold, the Lord God taketh you up into the mountain, shows you the Kingdom of Heaven, and all the glory thereof, and tells you; All this will I give you, if you will fall down and w•rship me• •f you will submit to mercy, accept my S••• and serve me in righteousness ⟨p. 194⟩and holiness. O fools, and slow of heart to believe, will ye court the harlot, will you seek and serve the world, and neglect the eternal glory? What, not enter into Paradise, when the flaming sword, that was once set to keep you out, is now used to drive you in? But you will say, I am uncharitable, to think you infidels and unbelievers. Why, what shall I think you? Either you are desperate unbelievers, that do not credit it, or stark distracted, that you know and believe the excellency and eternity of this glory, and yet do so fearfully neglect it. Sure you have no faith, or no reason: and I had almost said, conscience should tell you so, before I leave you.
Behold the City of pure transparent gold, whose foundations are garnished with all manner of precious stones, whose gates are pearls, whose light is glory, whose Temple is God. Believest thou this? If thou dost, art not thou worse than distracted, that wilt not take possession, when the gates are flung open to thee• and thou art bid to enter• O ye sons of folly, will ye embrace the dunghils, and refuse the Kingdom? Behold, the Lord God taketh you up into the mountain, shews you the Kingdom of Heaven, and all the glory thereof, and tells you; All this will I give you, if you will fall down and w•rship me• f you will submit to mercy, accept my S and serve me in righteousness