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

5. To be Anathema when Maran-atha, is to be cursed Positively; sentenced down to positive pains, to real positive torments; so great, so grievous, so many, so extreme, continual, and universal, that shall wring out a confession from thee, Now I am accursed indeed. To lye in these flames that cannot be quenched, to burn in this fire in which I cannot be consumed, is such a Curse, so intolerable, that will make thee curse the day in which thou wast born, and curse the time thou ever livedst in this world, because not better improved, to escape that ⟨p. 63⟩Curse thou liest under in that world. When thou shalt cry out, and roar, Woe is me, poor miserable wretch! I am tormented in this place, and cannot have one drop of water to refresh and cool my parched tongue! Woe is me, poor cursed Caitiff! I am in pain, in pain, in extremity of pain, and here is no ease! alas! here is no ease! I toss and tumble in this bed of flames, and cannot rest! If I wander from one side of Hell unto another, I cannot find one corner where I might have a little rest! O cursed creature, that I loved not Christ! If I had loved Christ as much above the world, as I loved the world above Christ, I might have been among the blessed Saints, and not in the midst of such a cursed Crew! Had I loved Christ so much more than Sin, as I loved Sin more than Christ, I might have been a blessed one; but because I did not, O cursed Caitiff, that I did not! I am now this cursed Caitiff! Who can be in these Torments, and not acknowledge the Curses of the Lord have overtaken him? Who can feel what is here to be endured; and yet who can endure to feel it, which yet in feeling must be endured, and not reckon himself as cursed as cursed can be? This I was told, for want of Love to Christ, would be my cursed state; the Lord is come, and now for want of Love, it is my cursed state. I was told, If I love not Christ, I should be Anathema when Maran-atha; I did not love Christ, and now Maranatha, and I am Anathema.

5. To be Anathema when Maran-atha, is to be cursed Positively; sentenced down to positive pains, to real politive torments; so great, so grievous, so many, so extreme, continual, and universal, that shall wring out a confession from thee, Now I am accursed indeed. To lye in these flames that cannot be quenched, to burn in this fire in which I cannot be consumed, is such a Curse, so intolerable, that will make thee curse the day in which thou wast born, and curse the time thou ever livedst in this world, because not better improved, to escape that