A62050:227
Ouranos kai tartaros= heaven and hell epitomized. The true Christian characterized. As also an…
Ouranos kai tartaros= heaven and hell epitomized. The true Christian characterized. As also an exhortation with motives, means and directions to be speedy and serious about the work of conversion. By George Swinnocke M.A. sometime fellow of Balliol College in Oxford, and now preacher of the Gospel at Rickmersworth in Hertfordshire.Ouranos kai tartaros= heaven and hell epitomized. The true Christian characterized. As also an exhortation with motives, means and directions to be speedy and serious about the work of conversion. By George Swinnocke M.A. sometime fellow of Baliol Colledge in Oxford, and now preacher of the Gospel at Rickmersworth in Hertfordshire.
London: printed by E.M. for Tho. Parkhurst, 1659
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.
The former although sad, are yet nothing to this, not so much as the noise of a podgun to the noise of a Cannon. This is the great Ordnance which includes, and yet drowns those smaller pieces.
Couldst thou,1 saith one upon the fore-cited Text, purchase a Monopoly of all the world, hadst thou the Gold of the West, the Treasures of the East, the Spices of the South, the Pearls of the North; all is nothing to this incarnate Angel, this invaluable soul: O wretched worldling, what hast thou done, thus to undo thy soul! Was it a wedge of gold, an heap of earth, an hoard of silver, to which thou trustedst? see they are gone, and thy soul is required. Alas poor soul, whither must it go? to heaven? No, there is another place for wandering sinners; Go ye into everlasting fire, ⟨p. 92⟩prepared for the Devil and his Angels; thither must it go with heaviness of heart, into a Kingdom of darkness, a lake of fire, a prison of horrible confusion, and terrible tortures.
Couldst thou,1 saith one upen the fore-cited Text, purchase a Monopoly of all the world, hadst thou the Gold of the West, the Treasures of the East, the Spices of the South, the Pearls of the North; all is nothing to this incarnate Angel, this invaluable soul: O wretched worldling, what hast thou done, thus to undo thy soul! Was it a wedge of gold, an heap of earth, an hoard of silver, to which thou trustedst? see they are gone, and thy soul is required. Alas poor soul, whither must it go? to heaven? No, there is another place for wandring sinners; Go ye into everlasting fire, ⟨p. 92⟩prepared for the Divel and his Angels; thither must it go with heavinesse of heart, into a Kingdome of darknesse, a lake of fire, a prison of horrible confusion, and terrible tortures.