A26682:83
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.
Dearly beloved, would you rejoice the heart of your Ministers? Why then, embrace the counsels of the Lord by me: forgo your sins: set to prayer: up with the worship of God in your families: keep at a distance from the corruptions of the times. What greater joy to a Minister, than to hear of souls born unto Christ by him, and that his children walk in the truth? 2 I•h. 4.
Brethren, I beseech you suffer a friendly plainness and freedom with you in your deepest concernments. I am not playing the orator to make a learned speech to you, nor dressing my dish with eloquence, wherewith to please you. These lines are upon a weighty errand indeed, viz. to convince, and convert, and save you. I am not baiting my hook with Rhetoric, nor fishing for your applause, but for your souls. My work is not to please you, but to save you: nor is my business with your fancies, but your hearts. If I have not your hearts, I have nothing. If I were to please your ears, I would sing another song. If I were to preach my self, I would steer another course. I could then tell you a smoother tale; I would make you pillows, and speak you peace, for how can ⟨p. 5⟩Ahab love this Micaiah, that always prophesies evil concerning him? 1 King. 22. 8. But how much better are the wounds of a friend, than the fair speeches of the harlot, who flattereth with her lips, till the dart strike through the liver, and hunteth for the precious life? Prov. 7. 21. 22, 23. & Prov. 6. 26. If I were to quiet a crying infant, I might sing him into a pleasant mood, or rock him asleep: but when the child is fallen into the fire, the parent takes another course; he will not now go to still him with a song or trifle. I know, if we speed not with you, you are lost: if we cannot get your consent, to arise and come away, you perish for ever. No Conversion, and no Salvation. I must get your good will, or leave you miserable.