A26701:232
The way to true happiness in a serious treatise /
The way to true happiness in a serious treatise / by Joseph Alleine.
London : Printed and are to be sold by Nevil Simmons, 1678
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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.
Application. Arise then, what meanest thou O sleeper? Awake, O secure sinner, left thou be consumed in thine iniquities. Say as the Lepers, if we sit here we shall die, 2 King. 7. 3, 4. Verily, it is not more certain thou art now out of hell, than that thou shalt speedily be in it, except thou repent and be converted: there is but this one door for thee to escape by. Arise then, O sluggard, and shake off thine excuses. How long wilt thou slumber, and fold thine hands to sleep? Prov. 6. 10, 11. Wilt thou lie down in the midst of the Sea, or sleep on the top of the mast, Prov. 23. 24. There is no remedy; but thou must either turn or burn. There is an unchangeable necessity of the change of thy condition, except thou art resolved to bide the worst of it, and try it out with the Almighty. If thou lovest thy life, O man, arise, and come away. Methinks I see the Lord Jesus laying the merciful hands of an holy violence upon thee: methinks he carries it like the Angels to Lot, Gen. 19. 15. &c. Then the Angels hastened Lot, saying arise, lest thou be consumed. And while he lingered, the men laid hold upon his hand, the Lord being merciful unto him, and they brought him without the City and said, Escape for thy life, stay not in all the plain, escape to the mountain, lest thou be consumed.
Application. Arise then, what meanest thou O sleeper? Awake, O secure sinner, left thou be consumed in thine iniquities. Say as the Lepers, if we sit here we shall die, 2 King. 7. 3, 4. Verily, it is not more certain thou art now out of hell, than that thou shalt speedily be in it, except thou repent and be converted: there is but this one door for thee to escape by. Arise then, O sluggard, and shake off thine excuses. How long wilt thou slumber, and fold thine hands to sleep? Prov. 6. 10, 11. Wilt thou lie down in the midst of the Sea, or sleep on the top of the mast, Prov. 23. 24. There is no remedy; but thou must either turn or burn. There is an unchangeable necessity of the change of thy condition, except thou art resolved to bide the worst of it, and try it out with the Almighty. If thou lovest thy life, O man, arise, and come away. Methinks I see the Lord Jesus laying the merciful hands of an holy violence upon thee: methinks he carries it like the Angels to Lot,