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The fading of the flesh and flourishing of faith, or, One cast for eternity…
The fading of the flesh and flourishing of faith, or, One cast for eternity with the only way to throw it well : as also the gracious persons incomparable portion / by George Swinnock ...The fading of the flesh and flourishing of faith, or, One cast for eternity with the only way to throw it vvell : as also the gracious persons incomparable portion / by George Swinnock ...
London: printed for Tho. Parkhurst, 1662
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Chapter 15: The difference betwixt the Sinners and Saints portion in the other world.
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.
Now let us cast up the account, and see what the worldlings portion amounts to, and how much he will be worth in the other world: The liquor in his cup is most painful and loathsome, fire and brimstone. (All his estate lieth in the valley of the shadow of death:) Scalding lead were a wonderful favour, if he might drink that instead of boiling brimstone. ⟨p. 137⟩No heart can conceive what a terrible potion that is, which a God boundless in wisdom, power and anger, doth prepare: yet though it be dreadful, if it were doubtful, the sinners grief would not be so great; but as the liquor is most loathsome, so the cup is most certain; God will pour this dreadful drench down his throat. He cannot abide it, neither can he avoid it. Infinite power will hold his person, whilst infinite anger gives him this potion. And it is not the least aggravation of his sorrows that they shall come on a sudden. This rain of fire and brimstone, which will cause such matchless mourning, will come (as on Sodom) when it is least expected, after a sunshiny morning.
Now let us cast up the account, and see what the worldlings portion amounts to, and how much he will be worth in the other world: The liquor in his cup is most painful and loathsome, fire and brimstone. (All his estate lyeth in the valley of the shadow of death:) Scalding lead were a wonderful favour, if he might drink that instead of boyling brimstone. ⟨p. 137⟩No heart can conceive what a terrible potion that is, which a God boundless in wisdome, power and anger, doth prepare: yet though it be dreadful, if it were doubtful, the sinners grief would not be so great; but as the liquor is most loathsome, so the cup is most certain; God will poure this dreadful drench down his throat. He cannot abide it, neither can he avoid it. Infinite power will hold his person, whilst infinite anger gives him this potion. And it is not the least aggravation of his sorrows that they shall come on a sudden. This rain of fire and brimstone, which will cause such matchless mourning, will come (as on Sodome) when it is least expected, after a sunshiny morning.