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The good old way, or, An excellent and profitable treatise of repentance made
The good old way, or, An excellent and profitable treatise of repentance made by John Bradford in the year 1553. Now published with two prefaces relating the life of the author, and the excellency of the work.The good old way, or, An excellent and profitable treatise of repentance made by John Bradford in the yeare 1553. Now published with two prefaces relating the life of the author, and the excellencey of the worke.
London: printed by Leon. Lichfield, 1652
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.
Is not the anger of a King death? and is the anger of the King of all Kings, a matter so lightly to be regarded as we do regard it, which for our sins are so wretchlesse, that we slug and sleep it out? As wax melteth away at the heat of the fire (saith David) so do the wicked perish at the face or countenance of the Lord.
Is not the anger of a King death? and is the anger of the King of all Kings, a matter so lightly to be regarded as we doe regard it, which for our sinnes are so wretchlesse, that we slugge and sleep it out? As wax melteth away at the heat of the fire (saith David) so doe the wicked perish at the face or countenance of the Lord.
If, dearly beloved, his face be so terrible and intolerable for sinners, and the wicked: what think we his hand is? At the face and appearing of Gods anger, the earth trembleth: but we, earth, earth yea, stones, Iron, flints, tremble nothing at all. If we will not tremble in hearing, woe unto us, for then shall we be crushed in pieces in feeling. If a Lyon roar, the beasts quake: but we are worse then beasts, which quake nothing at the roaring of the Lyon, I mean the Lord of Hosts. And why? because the curse of God, hardness of heart, is fallen upon us, or else we could not but lament and tremble for our sins: If not for the shame and foulness thereof; yet, at the least, for the malediction and curse of God, which hangeth over us for them.
If, dearely beloved, his face be so terrible and intollerable for sinners, and the wicked: what think we his hand is? At the face and appearing of Gods anger, the earth trembleth: but we, earth, earth yea, stones, Iron, flints, tremble nothing at all. If we will not tremble in hearing, woe unto us, for then shall we be crushed in pieces in feeling. If a Lyon roare, the beasts quake: but we are worse then beasts, which quake nothing at the roaring of the Lyon, I meane the Lord of Hosts. And why? because the curse of God, hardnesse of heart, is fallen upon us, or else we could not but lament and tremble for our sinnes: If not for the shame and foulenesse thereof; yet, at the least, for the malediction and curse of God, which hangeth over us for them.