Love to Christ, necessary to escape the curse at his coming

3. To be Anathema, when Maran-atha, shall be to be cursed with a bitter Curse, without any ingredient of the least Blessing, to allay or mitigate the bitterness of it: Then shall he have sorrow without joy, mourning without mirth, darkness without light, pain without ease, misery without mercy, all evil without the least good, and all this without end, and therefore without hope; this Cup of Cursing, because it shall be so pure without mixture, shall be so exceeding, so inconceivably bitter. Rev. 14.10. The same shall drink of the wine of the wrath of God, which is poured out without mixture, into the cup of his indignation, and he shall be tormented with fire and brimstone, in the presence of his holy angels, and in the presence of the Lamb. 11. And the smoke of their torment ascendeth up for ever and ever; and they have no rest day nor night.— A bitter Cup, a bitter Curse; more bitter than the water of Jealousy that caused the Curse, which a woman drank that had given her love to another man, and had trespassed against her husband; the Water was bitter Water, and the Curse a bitter Curse; for it made ⟨p. 61⟩her belly to swell, and her thigh to rot, and she was a curse among the people, Numb. 5.27. This bitter Curse at the coming of Christ, shall come into thy bowels like water, and like oil into thy bones; it shall be unto thee as the garment which covereth thee, and for a girdle wherewith thou shalt be girded continually, Psal. 109.18, 19. It shall embitter thy thoughts, thy soul; thy very being, and make thee cry out, Oh this is a bitter place! this is a bitter state, a bitter condition, exceeding bitter! My loving of the World, and Sin, was not so sweet, as this is bitter: That seemed to me once as sweet as Honey, but this is more bitter than Gall. But here is my Woe, which makes it still more bitter, the sweet is gone, and the bitter remains; the sweet will never return, and the bitter will never be gone. I did put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter; but now I cannot: The bitter is so bitter, that I cannot put it for sweet, nor imagine it to be so. Oh I never thought the sweet delight I took in what I loved, would have brought upon me this bitter Curse, or me to these bitter Torments!