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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
Title page typeset from the transcription.
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.
But there is one thing more in the cup, which, beyond all the former, makes it infinitely bitter, and that is this, It is bottomless, Luke 8.31. The sinners fire is eternal, 1and the smoke of his brimstone ascendeth for ever and ever, Jude 7. Revel. 14.7. If a purging potion, which is soon down, and in some few hours out of his body, go so much against the hair with him, what wry mouths and angry faces will he make, when he shall come to drink this bottomless cup of fire and brimstone? His cup is like the Ocean, which can never be fathomed; this rain may well be called wrath to come; for it will be ever to come, and never overcome. His darkest night here may have a morning; but there his portion will be blackness of darkness for ever. There will be no end of his misery, no exit to his tragedy: He will be fettered in those chains of everlasting darkness, and feel the terrors of an eternal death.
But there is one thing more in the cup, which, beyond all the former, makes it infinitely bitter, and that is this, It is bottomless, Luke 8.31. The sinners fire is eternal, 1and the smoak of his brimstone ascendeth for ever and ever, Jude 7. Revel. 14.7. If a purging potion, which is soon down, and in some few houres out of his body, go so much against the hair with him, what wry mouths and angry faces will he make, when he shall come to drink this bottomless cup of fire and brimstone? His cup is like the Ocean, which can never be fathomed; this rain may well be called wrath to come; for it will be ever to come, and never overcome. His darkest night here may have a morning; but there his portion will be blackness of darkness for ever. There will be no end of his misery, no exit to his tragedy: He will be fetterred in those chains of everlasting darkness, and feel the terrors of an eternal death.