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A treatise of death, the last enemy to be destroyed showing wherein its enmity…A treatise of death, the last enemy to be destroyed shewing wherein its enmity…
A treatise of death, the last enemy to be destroyed showing wherein its enmity consisteth and how it is destroyed : part of it was preached at the funerals [sic] of Elizabeth, the late wife of Mr. Joseph Baker ... / by Rich. Baxter ; with some few passages of the life of the said Mrs. Baker observed.A treatise of death, the last enemy to be destroyed shewing wherein its enmity consisteth and how it is destroyed : part of it was preached at the funerals [sic] of Elizabeth, the late wife of Mr. Joseph Baker ... / by Rich. Baxter ; with some few passages of the life of the said Mrs. Baker observed.
London: printed by R.W. for Nev. Simmons, 1660
Sermon › Section 9 › Application 8: Use 8.Sermon › Section 9 › Application 8: Ʋse 8.
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O what a brutish thing is flesh? What an unreasonable thing is unbelief? Shall we believe, and fly from the end of our belief? Shall we hope, and be loth to enjoy our hopes? Shall we desire and pray, and be afraid of attaining our desires, and lest our prayers should be heard? Shall we spend our lives in labour and travail, and be afraid of coming to our journeys end? Do you love l•fe, or do you not? If not, why are you afraid of death? If you do, why then ⟨p. 194⟩are you loth to pass into everlasting life? You know there is no hope of immortality on earth: Hence you must pass whether you will or not, as all your fathers have done before you, It is therefore in heaven or nowhere, that endless life is to be had. If you can live here for ever, do. Hope for it, if any have done so before you Go to some man of a thousand years old, and ask him how he made shift to draw out his life so long: But if you know that man walketh here in a vain show, and that his life is as a shadow, a dream, a post, and that all these things shall be dissolved, and the fashion of them passeth away, is it not more reasonable that we should set our hearts on the place where there is hopes of our continuance, then where there is none •• and where we must live for ever, ⟨p. 195⟩then where we must be but for so short a time?
O what a brutish thing is flesh? What an unreasonable thing is unbelief? Shall we believe, and fly from the end of our belief? Shall we hope, and be loth to enjoy our hopes? Shall we desire and pray, and be afraid of attaining our desires, and lest our prayers should be heard? Shall we spend our lives in labour and travail, and be affraid of coming to our journeys end? Do you love l•fe, or do you not? If not, why are you afraid of death? If you do, why then ⟨p. 194⟩are you loth to pass into everlasting life? You know there is no hope of immortality on earth: Hence you must pass whether you will or not, as all your fathers have done before you, It is therefore in heaven or nowhere, that endless life is to be had. If you can live here for ever, do. Hope for it, if any have done so before you Go to some man of a thousand years old, and ask him how he made shift to draw out his life so long: But if you know that man walketh here in a vain shew, and that his life is as a shadow, a dream, a post, and that all these things shall be dssolved, and the fashion of them passeth away, is it not more reasonable that we should set our hearts on the place where there is hopes of our continuance, then where there is none and where we must live for ever,