A36315:78
Captives bound in chains made free
Captives bound in chains made free by Christ their surety, or, The misery of graceless sinners and their recovery by Christ their saviour by T. Doolittle.
London: printed by A.H. for Tho. Parkhurst, 1674
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3. Their own Consciences when they come to Hell shall for ever vex and gnaw upon them; if now thy Conscience be asleep, and mercies do not waken it, and judgments do not waken it, and Ministers cannot waken it, but thou sinnest, and Conscience is silent; thou sinnest, and thy Friends reprove thee, and Ministers reprove thee, but thy Conscience doth not reprove thee: but though nothing doth awaken thy Conscience now, yet the flames of Hell shall certainly awaken it, the pains and torments ⟨p. 24⟩there shall certainly awaken it; then Conscience shall be at rest no longer, and suffer thee to be at rest and peace no longer; then this sleeping Lion shall awake, and it will cry out and roar most hideously, and then thou canst not go unto thy drinking bouts, to bowls and sports, and recreations, that thou mayest not hear the clamours and the out-cries of thy Conscience: And shouldst thou say unto thy Conscience, Peace, be still, and let me alone; say no more unto me now, than thou didst when I was upon the earth; what! shall Conscience say, be at peace? Oh I cannot, I cannot, though I would yet now I cannot, God is angry, I see his anger, I feel his anger, and the smarting pain of his Indignation, I cannot be at peace; I was blinded, but now I see, I was seared, but now I feel, I feel such heavy strokes of revenging justice, that I must cry out against thee for thy folly, and thy madness, to be a servant to thy lusts, and flesh, and devil, that brought thee to this place of torment: God is lost, and Christ is lost, and Heaven is for ever lost, be silent now! I cannot, Oh I cannot; these are intolerable pains, this fire burns, it burns, Oh it burns; these flames are hot, exceeding hot, and thou art tumbling in a lake of brimstone, and can I be silent in the midst of flames, in a burning fiery furnace, I cannot, I must not, I will not be silent; do not entreat me, for I cannot now ⟨p. 25⟩be silent. But that which yet still is worse than all the rest, all this misery is eternal, eternal, woe and alas, it is eternal; had this fire been to burn only for a thousand thousand years, and this pain to be endured only for a million of years, yet I must have made my complaint against thee, and accuse thee of thy madness and folly, that wouldst serve these Devils, and hearken to the temptations of these Devils, against the counsels and commands of God himself;