A62050:381
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.
1. Suppose thou hadst seen the Son of man, who now sitteth at his Fathers right hand, rising from his place, and attended with the thousand thousands that are before him, and with the ten thousand times ten thousand that minister to him, coming and sparkling so gloriously through the firmament, that he dazzleth the very eyes of the Sun, and makes him to hide his head for shame, and sitting down in the clouds, with the glory of his Father, a fire devouring before him, and behind him a flame burning:
1. Suppose thou hadst seen the Son of man, who now sitteth at his Fathers right hand, rising from his place, and attended with the thousand thousands that are before him, and with the ten thousand times ten thousand that minister to him, coming and sparkling so gloriously through the firmament, that he dazaleth the very eyes of the Sun, and makes him to hide his head for shame, and sitting down in the cloudes, with the glory of his Father, a fire devouring before him, and behind him a flame burning:
Conceive now with me, that thou hearest him call to the Archangel, Sound the last Trump, that the dead may arise and come to judgement: Hark to the sound of the Trump, how it rendeth rocks, melteth mountains, breaks in pieces the bands of death, and bursts asunder the gates of hell, how it pierceth the ocean, and fetcheth from the bottom of the sea, the dust of Adams seed; how it descendeth into the ⟨p. 209⟩belly of the earth, and forceth it to vomit up all the bodies which it had ever taken down, how it openeth the marble tombs of Princes and Potentates, and makes their Highness and Majesty stoop as low as the meanest, to the King of glory.
Conceive now with me, that thou hearest him call to the Archangel, Sound the last Trump, that the dead may arise and come to judgement: Harke to the sound of the Trump, how it rendeth rocks, melteth mountains, breaks in pieces the bands of death, and bursts asunder the gates of hell, how it pierceth the ocean, and fetcheth from the bottom of the sea, the dust of Adams seed; how it descendeth into the