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God's call to England, for thankfulness after gracious deliverances
God's call to England, for thankfulness after gracious deliverances wherein is showed, that our deliverances, not answered with reformation, will be followed with sorest destruction / by Thomas Gouge.God's call to England, for thankfulness after gracious deliverances wherein is shewed, that our deliverances, not answered with reformation, will be followed with sorest destruction / by Thomas Gouge.
London: printed for John Hancock, 1680
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.
Here I shall take occasion to show you the misery of a people, when mercy is dis-engaged from relieving of them; that so we may be fearful of depriving our selves of that blessed succour we have hitherto enjoyed by it.
Here I shall take occasion to shew you the misery of a people, when mercy is dis-engaged from relieving of them; that so we may be fearful of depriving our selves of that blessed succour we have hitherto enjoyed by it.
1. Mercy dis-engaged, all miseries endured are pure wrath. Such miseries are much of the nature of the Torments of the damned in Hell, whose plagues are a cup of vengeance without mixture. The happiness of Saints in all their sufferings, consists in enjoying ingredients of love in the bitterest cup that is mixed out to them: when outward distresses are most unpleasing to sense, they refresh themselves ⟨p. 78⟩with delightful objects, then visible to the eye of faith: Psal. 94.19. In the multitude of my thoughts, thy comforts delight my Soul. But mercy dis-engaged, there is no cordial to support us, no sugar to sweeten the bitterest cup enforced upon us: Ezek. 7.5. Behold, an evil, an only evil cometh. God never sends judgments alone to such as he favours; but designing the utter destruction of a people, he mixes a potion of only fatal poisons for them: then he sends an only evil.
1. Mercy dis-engaged, all miseries endured are pure wrath. Such miseries are much of the nature of the Torments of the damned in Hell, whose plagues are a cup of vengeance without mixture. The happiness of Saints in all their sufferings, consists in enjoying ingredients of love in the bitterest cup that is mixed out to them: when outward distresses are most unpleasing to sense, they refresh themselves ⟨p. 78⟩