The sinners last sentence to eternal punishment, for sins of omission

Prisoner. Lord let me stay here (though poor wretch he hath his Hell about him in his accusing, affrighting Conscience) rather than go to that Dungeon of darkness. A sight of thy beautiful Face may possibly abate my Sorrows, and thy Presence may mitigate my Sufferings.

Prisoner. Lord let me stay here (though poor wretch he hath his Hell about him in his accusing, affrighting Conscience) rather than go to that Dungeon of darkness. A sight of thy beautiful Face may possibly abate my Sorrows, and thy Presence may mittigate my Sufferings.

Judge. No, saith Christ, here is no abiding for thee, be gone hence. Thou mayst remember when my Presence was thy Torment, when thou didst bid me depart from thee, choosing my room before my company. Now my absence shall be thy Terror, I like thee not so well to have thee nigh me. Depart, I say, from me.

Prisoner. Lord, if I must undergo so dreadful a doom, as to depart from thee, the Father of Lights, and Fountain of Life, yet bless me before I go; One good wish of thy Heart, one good word of thy Mouth will make me blessed where ever I go. Those ⟨p. 18⟩whom thou blessest, are blessed indeed; Bless me, even me, O my Father: At this parting grant me thy blessing.

Pris•ner. Lord, if I must undergo so dreadful a doom, as to depart from thee, the Father of Lights, and Fountain of Life, yet bless me before I go; One good wish of thy Heart, one good word of thy Mouth will make me blessed where ever I go. Those ⟨p. 18⟩