Awake, awake, Eph. 5. 14. Oh sinner, arise and take thy flight. There is but one door that thou mayest fly by, and that is the strait door of conversion and the new birth. Unless thou turn unfeignedly from all thy sins, and come into Jesus Christ, and take him for the Lord thy righteousness, and walk in him in Holiness and newness of life, as the Lord liveth, it is not more certain that thou art now out of Hell, than that thou shalt without fail be in it, but a few days and nights from hence. Oh set thine heart to think of thy case• Is not thine everlasting misery or welfare that which doth deserve a little consideration? Look again over the miseries of the unconverted. If the Lord hath not spoken by me, regard me not, But if it be the very word of God, that all this misery lies upon thee, what a case art thou in? Is it for one that hath his senses to live in such a condition, and not to make all possible expedition for preventing his utter ruin? O man, who hath bewitched thee, Gal. 3. 1. that in the matters of the present life thou shouldest be wise enough to forecast thy business, foresee thy danger, and prevent the mischief; but in matters of everlasting ⟨p. 134⟩consequence should be slight and careless, as if they little concerned thee? Why is it nothing to thee to have all the attributes of God engaged against thee? Canst thou do well without his favour? Canst thou escape his hands, or endure his vengeance? Dost thou hear the creation groaning under thee, and hell groaning for thee, and yet think thy case good enough? Art thou in the paw of the Lion, under the power of corruption, in the dark and noisome prison, fettered with thy lusts, working out thine own damnation, and is not this worth the considering? Wilt thou make light of all the terrors of the law, of all its curses, and thunderbolts, as if they were but the report of the Children's pot-guns, or thou wert to war with their paper pellets? dost thou laugh at hell and destruction, or canst drink the envenomed cup of the Almighty's fury, as if it were but a common potion?
Awake, awake, Eph. 5. 14. Oh sinner, arise and take thy flight. There is but one door that thou maist fly by, and that is the strait door of conversion and the new birth. Unless thou turn unfeignedly from all thy sins, and come into Jesus Christ, and take him for the Lord thy righteousness, and walk in him in Holiness and newness of life, as the Lord liveth, it is not more certain that thou art now out of Hell, than that thou shalt without fail be in it, but a few dayes and nights from hence. Oh set thine heart to think of thy case• Is not thine everlasting misery or welfare that which doth deserve a little consideration? Look again over the miseries of the unconverted. If the Lord hath not spoken by me, regard me not, But if it be the very word of God, that all this misery lies upon thee, what a case art thou in? Is it for one that hath his senses to live in such a condition, and not to make all possible expedition for preventing his utter ruine? O man, who hath bewitched thee, Gal. 3. 1. that in the matters of the present life thou shouldest be wise enough to forecast thy business, foresee thy danger, and prevent the mischief; but in matters of everlasting ⟨p. 134⟩consequence should be slight and careless, as if they little concerned thee? Why is it nothing to thee to have all the attributes of God engaged against thee? Canst thou do well without his favour? Canst thou escape his hands, or endure his vengeance? Dost thou hear the creation groaning under thee, and hell groaning for thee, and yet think thy case good enough? Art thou in the paw of the Lion, under the power of corruption, in the dark and noysom prison, fetter'd with thy lusts, working out thine own damnation, and is not this worth the considering? Wilt thou make light of all the terrours of the law, of all its curses, and thunderbolts, as if they were but the report of the Childrens pot-guns, or thou wert to war with their paper pellets? dost thou laugh at hell and destruction, or canst drink the envenomed cup of the Almighties fury, as if it were but a common potion?
