God's terrible voice in the city

And as there is a great difference between the condition of the souls of the righteous, and the wicked, who dyed by the same disease of the Plague, after their death and separation, so there is a great difference between the carriage of their ⟨p. 43⟩spirits at their death, and upon their sick Bed. Some wicked men are stupid and senseless, and are given up to a judiciary hardness, and dye in a sleep of carnal security, out of which they are not awakened, till they are awakened in the midst of flames: others more sensible, and considering what hath been, and what is coming upon them, are filled with unexpressible terror, through the roarings and tearings of a guilty accusing conscience, and the fore-thoughts of that horrible unsupportable torment they are so near unto. Now scaring dreams do terrify them, and fearfulness of the bottomless Pit, and the burning Lake below doth surprise them, and some breaketh forth in the anguish of their despairing souls; Who can dwell with devouring Fire, who can inhabit everlasting burnings? and however jovial and full of pleasure their life hath been, yet at their latter end they are utterly consumed with terrors. But mark the perfect man, and behold the upright, the end of that Man is peace, whatsoever storms they have had in their passage through a rough Sea, the wind blowing, and the waves roaring, and sometimes have been ready to sink through opposition and discouragement, sometimes have been over-whelmed with grief and doubtings, sometimes have been dashed upon the Rocks of terror, and perplexity: yet now they are come to the haven of death, the Winds are hushed and still, the Waves are smooth and silent, the storm is over, and there is a great calm upon their spirits; they are past the Rocks, and are out of the danger they feared, when they are in the greatest danger of approaching death.

And as there is a great difference between the condition of the souls of the righteous, and the wicked, who dyed by the same disease of the Plague, after their death and separation, so there is a great difference between the carriage of their ⟨p. 43⟩spirits at their death, and upon their sick Bed. Some wicked men are stupid and senseless, and are given up to a judiciary hardness, and dye in a sleep of carnal security, out of which they are not awakened, till they are awakned in the midst of flames: others more sensible, and considering what hath been, and what is coming upon them, are filled with unexpressible terrour, through the roarings and tearings of a guilty accusing conscience, and the fore-thoughts of that horrible unsupportable torment they are so neer unto. Now scaring dreams do terrifie them, and fearfulness of the bottomless Pit, and the burning Lake below doth surprize them, and some breaketh forth in the anguish of their despairing souls; Who can dwell with devouring Fire, who can inhabit everlasting burnings? and however jovial and full of pleasure their life hath been, yet at their latter end they are utterly consumed with terrours. But mark the perfect man, and behold the upright, the end of that Man is peace, whatsoever storms they have had in their passage through a rough Sea, the wind blowing, and the waves roaring, and sometimes have been ready to sink through opposition and discouragement, sometimes have been over-whelmed with grief and doubtings, sometimes have been dasht upon the Rocks of terrour, and perplexity: yet now they are come to the haven of death, the Winds are husht and still, the Waves are smooth and silent, the storm is over, and there is a great calm upon their spirits; they are past the Rocks, and are out of the danger they feared, when they are in the greatest danger of approaching death.