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A Body of Practical Divinity
A body of practical divinity consisting of above one hundred seventy six sermons on the lesser catechism composed by the reverend assembly of divines at Westminster : with a supplement of some sermons on several texts of Scripture / by Thomas Watson ...
London: printed for Thomas Parkurst, 1692
Title page typeset from the transcription.
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. God's Wrath is irresistible. Psal. 90.11. Who knows the power of thy anger? Sinners may oppose God's Ways, but not his Wrath. Shall the Briars contend with the Fire? Shall finite contend with infinite? Job 40.9. Hast thou an Arm like God?
1. God's Wrath is irresistible. Psal. 90.11. Who knows the power of thy anger? Sinners may oppose God's Ways, but not his Wrath. Shall the Briars contend with the Fire? Shall finite contend with infinite? Iob 40.9. Hast thou an Arm like God?
2. God's Wrath is Terrible. The Spanish Proverb is, The Lion is not so fierce as he is painted. We are apt to have slight Thoughts of God's Wrath, but it is very tremendous and dismal: as if scalding Lead should be dropped in ones Eye. The Hebrew Word for Wrath, [Greek or Hebrew], signifies Heat. To show that the Wrath of God is hot, therefore it is compared to Fire in the Text. Fire, when it is in its Rage, is dreadful, (as we saw in the Flames of this City.) So the Wrath of God is like Fire, it is the Terrible of Terribles. Other Fire is but painted to this. If when God's Wrath is kindled but a little, and a Spark of it flies into a wicked Man's Conscience in this Life, it is so terrible; what will it be when God stirs up all his Wrath? Psalm 78.38. How sad is it with a Soul in Desertion! Now God dips his Pen in Gall, and writes bitter things. Now his poisoned Arrow sticks fast in the Heart. Psal. 88.15, 16. While I suffer thy Terrors I am distracted, thy fierce Wrath goeth over me. Luther in Desertion was in such Horror of Mind, that Nec calor, nec Sanguis super-esset, He had no Blood seen in his Face, but he lay as one dead. Now, if God's Wrath be such towards them whom he loves, what will it be towards them whom he hates? If they who sip of the Cup find it so bitter, what will they do who drink the Dregs of the Cup?