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The saints convoy to heaven a discourse occasioned
The saints convoy to heaven a discourse occasioned by (and in part preached upon) the death and funeral of Mr. Benjamin Lindsey, who deceased the 21st of February, 1697 / by Tho. Doolittle ...
London: printed for John Lawrence, 1698
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.
If one Devil, in some frightful visible Shape, should appear to you in the deep and silent Night, what Terror would the sight thereof fill you with? Would not such Fear and Trembling come upon you, as would make all your Bones to shake,1 and make the Hair of your Head stand up, when your Heart and Courage would so fail you, that you your self would be ready to fall down? as when the Disciples saw Christ walking on the Sea, they were troubled, Saying,2 it is a Spirit; and they cried out for fear.
If one Devil, in some frightful visible Shape, should appear to you in the deep and silent Night, what Terrour would the sight thereof fill you with? Would not such Fear and Trembling come upon you, as would make all your Bones to shake,1 and make the Hair of your Head stand up, when your Heart and Courage would so fail you, that you your self would be ready to fall down? as when the Discipes saw Christ walking on the Sea, they were troubled, Saying,2 it is a Spirit; and they cried out for fear.
Oh then, what Horror will the Sinful Soul be filled with, next Moment after Death! Oh, What Fear! What Trembling! What Amazement shall possess it! How may we imagine, with what direful Shriekings it will cry out and say, Who are all these? What Black-Guard is this? What is all this Host I am fallen into, and am surrounded with? I never saw such a sight as this: I have often been in wicked Company, but I never fell into such Company as this. Oh! ye greedy Devils! Ye furious Furies! Ye hasty unclean Spirits! What means your Rage? Whither