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The divine life in three treatises
The divine life in three treatises ... by Richard Baxter.
London: printed for Francis Tyton, 1664
Title page typeset from the transcription.
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.
Death doth but open the womb of Time, and let us into Eternity, and is the second birth day of the soul. Regeneration brings us into the Kingdom of Grace; and Death into the Kingdom of Glory. Blessed are they that have their part in the New birth of Grace and the first Resurrection from the death of sin; for to such the Natural Death will be Gain; and they shall have their part in the second Resurrection, and on them the everlasting Death shall have no power. O sirs, it is Eternity that telleth you what you should mind, and be, and do! and that turneth the seals in all things where it is concerned. Can you sleep in sin so near Eternity! Can you play and laugh before you are prepared for Eternity! Can you think him wise that selleth his eternal Joy for the ease, the mirth, the pleasure of a moment! and trifleth away the time in which he must win or lose Eternity! If these men be wise, there are n• fools! nor any but wise men in Bedlam! Dare thy tongue report, or thy heart imagine, that any holy work is needless, or a heavenly life too much ado, or any suffering too dear, that is for an Eternity! O happy souls that win Eternity with the loss of all the world! O bless that Christ, that spirit, that light, that word, that messenger of God, that drew thy heart to choose Eternity before all transitory things! That was the day when thou beganst to be wise, and indeed to show thy self a man! Thy wealth, thy honour, thy pleasure will be thine when the sensual world hath nothing to show, but sin and Hell, of all they laboured for. Their pleasures, honours, and all die, when they die; But thine will then begin their perfection! The Hopes of the ungodly are like an addle egg that when it is broken sends forth nothing but an odious stink, when another sends forth the living bird; O all you worldlings, rich and poor, you dream, you play, you trifle, because you labour not for Eternity! Even worldly Princes, and Nobles of the earth, your glory is but a squib, a flash, a nothing, in comparison of the Eternal ⟨p. 38⟩glory which you lose;
Death doth but open the womb of Time, and let us into Eternity, and is the second birth day of the soul. Regeneration brings us into the Kingdom of Grace; and Death into the Kingdom of Glory. Blessed are they that have their part in the New birth of Grace and the first Resurrection from the death of sin; for to such the Natural Death will be Gain; and they shall have their part in the second Resurrection, and on them the everlasting Death shall have no power. O sirs, it is Eternity that telleth you what you should mind, and be, and do! and that turneth the seales in all things where it is concerned. Can you slep in sin so neer Eternity! Can you play and laugh before you are prepared for Eternity! Can you think him wise that selleth his eternal Joy for the ease, the mirth, the pleasure of a moment! and trifleth away the time in which he must win or lose Eternity! If these men be wise, there are n fools! nor any but wise men in Bedlam! Dare thy tongue report, or thy heart imagine, that any holy work is needless, or a heavenly life too much adoe, or any suffering too dear, that is for an Eternity! O happy souls that win Eternity with the loss of all the world! O bless that Christ, that spirit, that light, that word, that messenger of God, that drew thy heart to choose Eternity before all transitory things! That was the day when thou beganst to be wise, and indeed to shew thy self a man! Thy wealth, thy honour, thy pleasure will be thine when the sensual world hath nothing to shew, but sin and Hell, of all they laboured for. Their pleasures, honours, and all die, when they die; But thine will then begin their perfection! The Hopes of the ungodly are like an addle egge that when it is broken sends forth nothing but an odious stink, when another sends forth the living bird; O all you worldlings, rich and poor, you dream, you play, you trifle, because you labour not for Eternity! Even worldly Princes, and Nobles of the earth, your glory is but a squib, a flash, a nothing, in comparison of the Eternal