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The saints inheritance and the worldlings portion representing the glorious condition of a child…
The saints inheritance and the worldlings portion representing the glorious condition of a child of God and the misery of having ones portion in this world, unfolding the state of true happiness with the marks, means, and members thereof / by Jer. Burroughs.The saints inheritance and the worldlings portion representing the glorious condition of a child of God and the misery of having ones portion in this world, unfolding the state of true happiness with the marks, means, and members thereof / by Ier. Burroughs.
London: printed for Francis Eglesfield, 1657
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.
I remember Latimer hath a story in one of his Sermons, that he preached before King Edward, of a rich man, that when he lay upon his sick bed, there came one to him, and tells him, that certainly by all reason they can judge, he was like to be a man for another world, a dead man: as soon as ever he hears but these words, what must I die, send for a Physician, wounds, sides, heart, must I die? wounds, sides, heart, must I die? and thus he goes on, and there could be nothing got from him, but wounds, sides, heart, must I die? must I die, and go from all these? here was all, here was the end of this man that made his portion in this world.
I remember Latimer hath a story in one of his Sermons, that he preached before King Edward, of a rich man, that when he lay upon his sick bed, there came one to him, and tells him, that certainly by all reason they can judge, he was like to be a man for another world, a dead man: assoon as ever he hears but these words, what must I die, send for a Phisitian, wounds, sides, heart, must I die? wounds, sides, heart, must I die? and thus he goes on, and there could be nothing got from him, but wounds, sides, heart, must I die? must I die, and go from all these? here was all, here was the end of this man that made his portion in this world.
Another rich man that lived not far from the place, that I my self lived in heretofore; when he heard his sickness ⟨p. 83⟩was deadly, he sends for his bags of money, and hugs them in his arms, O must I leave you? O must I leave you? And another, lying upon his sickbed, laid a bag of gold to his heart, and then bids them, take it away, it will not do, it will not do; Another, when he lay upon his sickbed, his servants came to him, & said, what lack you? would you have any beer? what do you want? O (saith he) I want only one thing, peace of conscience, that I would have, it is not beer, nor friends, nor an easy pillow I want, but ease of conscience; O consider, whether there be not like to be perplexity in your spirits.