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The travels of true godliness, from the beginning of the world to this present…
The travels of true godliness, from the beginning of the world to this present day in an apt and pleasant allegory ... / by B.K., author of War with the Devil, and Zion in distress.The travels of true godliness, from the beginning of the world to this present day in an apt and pleasant allegory ... / by B.K., author of War with the Devil, and Sion in distress.
London: printed for John Dunton, 1684
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.
Thoughtful. Lord help me, what shall I do indeed? O how are many deceived, who think it is an easy thing to be saved; sure I shall never obtain to a state of Grace and true Conversion. Upon this a melancholy and very dangerous fellow (called Despond) fell upon him, and almost knocked him down; nay, I perceive he broke some of his Bones, wounding him so grievously, that he was left a bleeding in such a sort, that he concluded there was no hope of life. At this he was wonderfully overwhelmed with trouble, and that which grieved him most of all, was, to think, that all this time, not only True Godliness, but Christ himself also waited at his door. Godliness perceiving what a sad condition he was in, spake to him after this manner:
Thoughtful. Lord help me, what shall I do indeed? O how are many deceived, who think it is an easie thing to be saved; sure I shall never obtain to a state of Grace and true Conversion. Upon this a melancholly and very dangerous fellow (called Despond) fell upon him, and almost knock'd him down; nay, I perceive he broke some of his Bones, wounding him so grievously, that he was left a bleeding in such a sort, that he concluded there was no hope of life. At this he was wonderfully overwhelmed with trouble, and that which grieved him most of all, was, to think, that all this time, not only True Godliness, but Christ himself also waited at his door. Godliness perceiving what a sad condition he was in, spake to him after this manner:
Godliness, Poor Thoughtful, do not give way to Apollyon, that cursed Prince of Darkness, for 'tis he who hath stirred up that cruel enemy Despond to take away thy Life; that bloody villain hath sent many thousand Souls to Hell. Come, though thy own Righteousness is worth nothing, being but like filthy rags, yet Christ's Righteousness is sufficient to cover thee, and his Blood to heal all thy ⟨p. 139⟩Wounds. Your great business is to believe, viz. Wholly to go out of your self, and rely upon Christ's blessed Merits; and know assuredly, that that very moment you do cast your self, by a lively act of faith, upon Jesus Christ, I shall come into your House.