The day of doom

CXLIX. High God's Decree, as it is free, so doth it none compel Against their will to good or ill; i• forceth none to Hell. They have their wish whose Souls perish with torments in Hell-fire: ⟨p. 46⟩Who rather chose their souls to lose, then leave a loose desire.

CL. God did ordain sinners to pain; and I to hell send none, But such as swe•v'd, and have deserved destruction as their own. His pleasure is, that none fr[…]ss and endless happiness Be barred, but such as wrong […] much by wilful wickedness.

CL. God did ordain sinners to pain; and I to hell send none, But such as swe•v'd, and have deserv'd destruction as their own. His pleasure is, that none fr〈…〉ss and endless happiness Be barr'd, but such as wrong 〈…〉 much by wilful wickedness.

CLI. You (sinful crew!) no other knew but you might be elect: Why did you then your selves condemn? why did you me reject? Where was your strife to gain that life which lasteth evermore? You never knocked, yet say God locked against you heavens door.

CLI. You (sinful crew!) no other knew but you might be elect: Why did you then your selves condemn? why did you me reject? Where was your strife to gain that life which lasteth evermore? You never knock't, yet say God lock't against you heavens door.

CLIII. You argue then; But abject men, whom God resolves to spill, Cannot repent, nor their hearts rent; ne can they change their will. Not for his Can is any man adjudged unto hell: But for his Will • to do what's ill, and nilling to do well.

CLIV. I often stood tendering my Blood to wash away your guilt: And eke my Sprite to frame you right, lest your souls should be spilt. But you, vile race, rejected Grace when Grace was freely proffered: No changed heart, no heavenly part would you, when it was offered.

CLIV. I often stood tend'ring my Bloud to wash away your guilt: And eke my Sprite to frame you right, lest your souls should be spilt. But you, vile race, rejected Grace when Grace was freely proffer'd: No changed heart, no heav'nly part would you, when it was offer'd.

CLV. Who wilfully the remedy of Grace and Life contemned, Cause have the same themselves to blame, if now they be condemned. You have your selves, you and none else, your selves have done to die: You chose the way to your decay, and perished wilfully.

CLV. Who wilfully the remedy of Grace and Life contemned, Cause have the same themselves to blame, if now they be co•demned. You have your selves, you and none else, your selves have done to die: You chose the way to your decay, and perish'd wilfully.

CLVI. These words appal and daunt them all; dismayed, and all amort, ⟨p. 48⟩Like stocks they stand at Christs left hand, and dare no more retort. Then were brought near, with trembling fear a number numberless Of blind Heathen and brutish men, that did Gods Law transgress.

CLVI. These words apale and daunt them all; dismai'd, and all amort, ⟨p. 48⟩Like stocks they stand at Christs left hand, and dare no more retort. Then were brought near, with trembling fear a number numberless Of blind Heathen and b•utish men, that did Gods Law transgress.

CLVII. Whose wicked ways, Christ open lays, and makes their sins appear, They making plea's the case to ease, if not themselves to clear. Thy written word (say they) good Lord we never did enjoy: We not refused nor it abused, Oh do not us destroy.

CLVII. Whose wicked ways, Christ open lays, and makes their sins appear, They making plea's the case to ease, if not themselves to clear. Thy written word (say they) good Lord we never did enjoy: We not refus'd nor it abus'd, Oh do not us destroy.

CLVIII. You never abused nor yet refused my written Word, you plead; That's true, (quoth he) therefore shall ye the less be punished. You shall not smart for any part of other mens offence, But for your own transgression receive due recompense.

CLVIII. You ne'r abus'd nor yet refus'd my written Word, you plead; That's t•ue, (quoth he) therefore shall ye the less be punished. You shall not smart for any part of other mens offence, But for your own transgression receive due recompence.

CLIX. But we were blind, say •hey, in mind; too dim was natures light, Our only guide (as hath been try•d) to bring us to the sight Of our estate degenerate, and cu•st by Adam's fall; ⟨p. 49⟩How we were born and lay forlorn in bondage and in thrall.

CLIX. But we were blind, say •hey, in mind; too dim was natures light, Our only guide (as hath been try•d) to bring us to the sight Of our estate degenerate, and cu•st by Adam's fall; ⟨p. 49⟩How we were born and lay forlorn in bondage and in th•all.

CLX. We did not know a Christ till now, nor bow fal• man he saved: Else should we not, right well we wo•, have so our selves behaved. We should have mourned, we should have turned from sin at thy reproof, And been more wise through thine advice for our own Souls behoof.

CLX. We did not know a Christ till now, nor bow fal• man he saved: Else should we not, right well we wo•, have so our selves behaved. We should have mourn'd, we should have turn'd from sin at thy reproof, And been more wise through thine advice for our own Souls behoof.

CLXI. But natures light shined not so bright to teach us the right way: We might have loved it, & well improved it, and yet have gone astray. The Judge most high makes this reply; you ignorance pretend, Dimness of sight, and want of light your course Heaven-ward to bend:

CLXI. But natures light shin'd not so bright to teach us the right way: We might have lov'd it, & well improv'd it, and yet have gone astray. The Judge most high makes this reply; you ignorance pretend, Dimness of sight, and want of light your course Heav'n-ward to bend:

CLXII. How came your mind to be so blind? I once you knowledge gave, Clearness of sight, and judgement right; who did the same deprave? If to your cost you have it lost, and quite defaced the same; Your own desert hath caused your smart, you ought not me to blame.

CLXII. How came your mind to be so blind? I once you knowledge gave, Clearness of sight, and judgement right; who did the same deprave? If to your cost you have it lost, and quite defac'd the same; Your own desert hath caus'd your smart, you ought not me to blame.

CLXIII. Your selves into a pit of woe your own transgressions led: If I to none my grace had shown, who had been injured? If to a few, and not to you, I showed a way of life, My Grace so free, you clearly see, gives you no ground of strife.

CLXIII. Your selves into a pit of wo your own transgressions led: If I to none my grace had shown, who had been injured? If to a few, and not to you, I shew'd a way of life, My Grace so free, you clearly see, gives you no ground of strife.

CLXIV. 'Tis •ain to tell, you wot full well, if you in time had known Your Misery and Remedy, your actions had it shown. You, sinful crew, have not been true unto the light of Nature; No• done the good you understood, nor owned your Creator.