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A sermon, occasioned
A sermon, occasioned by the execution of a man found guilty of murder, preached at Boston in N.E., March 11th, 1685/6 (together with the confession, last expressions, & solemn warning of the murderer to all persons, especially to young men, to beware of those sins which brought him to his miserable end) / by Increase Mather ...
Boston: printed by R.P., 1687
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6. See that of thy self thou hast no way left to satisfy Justice or pacify divine Anger. Say within thy self, Wherewith shall I come before the Lord, before whose dreadful Tribunal I must appear within a few hours? And then say to thy self, I have no thousands of rams nor 10 thousands of rivers of oil: and if thou hadst, hear the Lord saying to thee that they would avail nothing; no, nor would the first-born of thy Body be an expiation for the sin of thy soul. All thy confessions, prayers, tears will not answer for the least of a Thousand of those sins, under the guilt of which thy soul is now lying. Shouldest thou spend every precious moment of thy short time in Confessing Praying, sighing, groaning, weeping, all that would not do. No, no: Here thou standest, a guilty Creature, condemned of God & man; and canst not strike one stroke toward thy own Salvation nor deserve that God should do it for thee. God has judged thee, and men have judged thee worthy of Death, and do thou judge thy self worthy of Damnation too. A self-judging and self-condemning frame is a suitable frame for thee to be in this day.
6. See that of thy self thou hast no way left to satisfy Justice or pacify divine Anger. Say within thy self, Wherewith shall I come before the Lord, before whose dreadful Tribunal I must appear within a few hours? And then say to thy self, I have no thousands of rams nor 10 thousands of rivers of oyl: and if thou hadst, hear the Lord saying to thee that they would avail nothing; no, nor would the first-born of thy Body be an expiation for the sin of thy soul. All thy confessions, prayers, tears will not answer for the least of a Thousand of those sins, under the guilt of which thy soul is now lying. Shouldest thou spend every precious moment of thy short time in Confessing Praying, fighing, groaning, weeping, all that would not doe. No, no: Here thou standest, a guilty Creature, condemned of God & man; and canst not strike one stroke toward thy own Salvation nor deserve that God should do it for thee. God has judged thee, and men have judged thee worthy of Death, and do thou judge thy self worthy of Damnation too. A self-judging and self-condemning frame is a suitable frame for thee to be in this day.
7. Humbly & heartily, like a poor, laborious heavy laden, perishing, shiftless Creature, cast thy self down at the Footstool of the Throne of Grace crying and looking for the Mercy of God through the Merits of Christ unto thy Pardon & Acceptance. And Oh the height and depth and length and breadth of the Grace of God in Christ! There's room for a Curser, Swearer, Liar, Drunkard, yea and a Murderer too, to lie at that Footstool with hope. Then fly for refuge to lay hold on that hope that is set before thee