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Moses his choice with his eye fixed upon Heaven, discovering the happy condition of…
Moses his choice with his eye fixed upon Heaven, discovering the happy condition of a self-denying heart, delivered in a treatise upon Hebrews II, 25, 26 / by Jeremiah Burroughs.
London: printed by John Field, 1650
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.
And then consider with your selves, what a doleful condition that man is in, that hath set his heart upon things that are for a season: When those are at an end, he may say, Now the thoughts of my heart, and all my hopes are at an end; now I must bid an eternal farewell to all my comforts, to husband, and wife, and neighbours, and friends, and companions; I shall never meet with you more, and never have mirth and jollity, and sporting, and gaming any more, but I must bid farewell to all, the Sun is set, and the season is at an end for all my comfort, and before me I see an infinite vast Ocean, and I must launch into it; Lord, what provision have I for it? What a dreadful shriek will that soul give, that sees an infinite Ocean it must launch into, and sees no provision that it hath made for it? Indeed those that dye, and are besotted, and know nothing of this infinite Ocean that they must launch into, they are never troubled; but those that dye, and their consciences are enlightened, they have given a most dreadful shriek, to see themselves launching into an infinite Ocean of scalding Lead, and must swim naked in it for ever.
And then consider with your selves, what a doleful condition that man is in, that hath set his heart upon things that are for a season: When those are at an end, he may say, Now the thoughts of my heart, and all my hopes are at an end; now I must bid an eternal farewel to all my comforts, to husband, and wife, and neighbors, and friends, and companions; I shall never meet with you more, and never have mirth and jollity, and sporting, and gaming any more, but I must bid farewel to all, the Sun is set, and the season is at an end for all my comfort, and before me I see an infinite vast Ocean, and I must lanch into it; Lord, what provision have I for it? What a dreadful shreek will that soul give, that sees an infinite Ocean it must lanch into, and sees no provision that it hath made for it? Indeed those that dye, and are besotted, and know nothing of this infinite Ocean that they must lanch into, they are never troubled; but those that dye, and their consciences are enlightned, they have given a most dreadful shreek, to see themselves lanching into an infinite Ocean of scalding Lead, and must swim naked in it for ever.