Fire and brimstone from heaven, from earth, in hell, or, Three discourses I. Concerning…

Secondly, Consider if you should escape the greater storms of outward affliction in your life, yet you cannot escape the stroke of death, and think how the apprehensions of future wrath and burnings are like to consume you with terrors at your later end, Psal. 73. 19. Death hath a grim aspect, and looks with a fierce countenance upon guilty Souls; and when this enemy shall assault and wound you, when your last sickness shall come & prove▪ mortal to you; when the Physician shall give you over and leave you, your friends shall mourn and stand weeping about you, when death hath seized upon the extreme parts of your body, and the cold clammy sweats are upon you, and then you apprehend the second death near yo•, which will immediately follow upon the first death, when you think that whilst Friends are conveying your body to your Grave, that Devils shall drag your Souls to Hell; how are you then like to awake in horror, despair and utter confusion? the dying sobs and Groans of some guilty Sinners, when awakened at their entrance in at the port of death are dreadful, but the inward anguish of the heart is beyond all compass of conceit, or expression of tongue.

Secondly, Consider if you should escape the greater storms of outward affliction in your life, yet you cannot escape the stroke of death, and think how the apprehensions of future wrath and burnings are like to consume you with terrours at your later end, Psal. 73. 19. Death hath a grim aspect, and looks with a feirce countenance upon guilty Souls; and when this enemy shall assault and wound you, when your last sickness shall come & prove▪ mortal to you; when the Phisitian shall give you over and leave you, your friends shall mourn and stand weeping about you, when death hath seised upon the extream parts of your body, and the cold clammy sweats are upon you, and then you apprehend the second death near yo•, which will immediately follow upon the first death, when you think that whilst Friends are conveying your body to your Grave, that Devils shall drag your Souls to Hell; how are you then like to awake in horrour, despair and utter confusion? the dying sobs and G•oans of some guilty Sinners, when awakened at their entrance in at the port of death are dreadful, but the inward anguish of the heart is beyond all compass of conceit, or expression of tongue.