I shall begin with the Sentence, wherein every word speaks Woe and Wrath, Fire and Fury, Death and Damnation; and every syllable speaks the deepest Sorrow and dreadfulest Sufferings. It is like Ezekiel's Roll, written within and without; and within is written Lamentation, Weeping and Woe, Ezek. 2.10. The Lord Chief Justice of the World, the Judge of the Quick and Dead is now in all his Robes and Royalty, with millions of glorious Attendants, in the Glory of his Father, with all his holy Angels, set on the Bench. The poor Prisoner, whose trembling Soul is newly reunited to the loathsome Carcass of his Body, is dragged to the Bar, awaiting and expecting some doleful doom. He is lately come from Hell, to give an account of his Life on Earth, and to receive his Sentence; and loath he is to go back to that place of torments, as knowing that the pain of his Body will ⟨p. 17⟩be a new and grievous addition to his misery, when that shall burn in flames as his Soul doth already in fury. Therefore he pleads,
I shall begin with the Sentence, wherein every word speaks Woe and Wrath, Fire and Fury, Death and Damnation; and every syllable speaks the deepest Sorrow and dreadfulest Sufferings. It is like Ezekiel's Roll, written within and without; and within is written Lamentation, Weeping and Woe, Ezek. 2.10. The Lord Chief Justice of the World, the Judge of the Quick and Dead is now in all his Robes and Royalty, with millions of glorious Attendants, in the Glory of his Father, with all his holy Angels, set on the Bench. The poor Prisoner, whose trembling Soul is newly reunited to the loathsome Carkasse of his Body, is drag'd to the Bar, awaiting and expecting some doleful doom. He is lately come from Hell, to give an account of his Life on Earth, and to receive his Sentence; and loath he is to go back to that place of torments, as knowing that the pain of his Body will ⟨p. 17⟩be a new and grievous addition to his misery, when that shall burn in flames as his Soul doth already in fury. Therefore he pleads,
