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Heaven upon earth in the serene tranquillity and calm composure, in the sweet peace…
Heaven upon earth in the serene tranquillity and calm composure, in the sweet peace and solid joy of a good conscience sprinkled with the blood of Jesus and exercised always to be void of offence toward God and toward men : brought down and holden forth in XXII very searching sermons on several texts of Scripture ... / by James Durham.
Edinburgh: printed by the heir of Andrew Anderson, 1685
Title page typeset from the transcription.
To the reader: TO THE READERS, And more particularly to the Inhabitants of the City of GLASGOW.
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.
His Affections turned all mutinous, disorderly, disturbed and confused, furiously rushing on prohibited objects, as the horse rusheth into the battle; and what movings of them were toward any commanded object, these were altogether irregular, not so much as one of them moved toward any such object, purely or primarily, because it was a thing commanded: His Memory, quite loosed its retentive faculty, as to the remembering of any thing spiritually good, in the way it should have been remembered, it became in that respect as a leak vessel, all such things slipping and running through and out of it: His Conscience being deemed and made guilty, became clamorous, unquiet, challenging and accusing, boisterous and stormy, filling him with horror; and (when not stupefied and benumbed with spiritually Lethargic Security, or Cauterized) p•ing him upon the rack, and making a kind of hell in his bosom, so that he was Magur •issabib, terror round about▪ even his own Burrio and tormente•: All the members of his body were yielded to be the weapons of unrighteousness ⟨image 5⟩to sin; So that all the faculties and powers of his •oul, and members of his body, were on the sudden up in arms in hostility and rebellion against God, proclaiming and waging war with him, and on the matter blasphemously bidding him a defiance: O! •ad and sorrowful revolution, in and on the Little world Man. Heu quantum mutatus abillo! God made him upright, but he sought out to himself many inventions; woe to us for we have sinned, and the crown hath fallen from our head: And by the loss of our original righteousness, and the corruption of our whole nature, with the innumerable actual sins and transgressions that flow from thence, we bear, alas! a great deal more of the Image of the Devil, and of the Brute, then we do of the Image of God.
His Affections turned all mutinous, disorderly, disturbed and confused, furiously rushing on prohibited objects, as the horse rusheth into the battel; and what movings of them were toward any commanded object, these were altogether irregular, not so much as one of them moved toward any such object, purely or primarly, because it was a thing commanded: His Memory, quite losed its reentive facultie, as to the remembring of any thing spiritually good, in the way it should have been remembred, it became in that respect as a leck vessel, all such things slipping and running through and out of it: His Conscience being deed and made guilty, became clamorous, unquiet, challenging and accusing, boisterous and stormy, filling him with horrour; and (when not stupified and benummed with spiritually Lethargick Security, or Cauterized) ping him upon the rack, and making a kind of hell in his bosome, so that he was Magur issabib, terror round about even his own Burrio and tormente: All the members of his body were yeelded to be the weapons of unrighteousness