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A few sighs from hell, or, The groans of a damned soul. Or, An…
A few sighs from hell, or, The groans of a damned soul. Or, An exposition of those words in the sixteenth of Luke, concerning the rich man and the beggar : wherein is discovered the lamentable state of the damned : their cries, their desires in their distresses, with the determination of God upon them. A good warning word to sinners, both old and young, to take into consideration betimes, and to seek by faith in Jesus Christ to avoid, lest they come into the same place of torment. Also a brief discourse touching the profitableness of the Scriptures for our instruction in the way of righteousness, according to the tendency of the said parable. / By that poor and contemptible servant of Jesus Christ, John Bunyan.A few sighs from hell, or, The groans of a damned soul. Or, An exposition of those words in the sixteenth of Luke, concerning the rich man and the beggar : wherein is discovered the lamentable state of the damned : their cries, their desires in their distresses, with the determination of God upon them. A good warning word to sinners, both old and young, to take into consideration betimes, and to seek by faith in Jesus Christ to avoid, lest they come into the same place of torment. Also a brief discourse touching the profitableness of the Scriptures for our instruction in the way of righteousness, according to the tendancy of the said parable. / By that poor and contemptible servant of Jesus Christ, John Bunyan.
London: printed by Ralph Wood for M. Wright, 1658
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A FEW Sighs from Hell: OR, The Groans of a damned Soul: OR, An Expo… › Verse 31
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3 Oh how unwilling wilt thou be to let thy father go to heaven without thee, thy mother or friends, &c. go to heaven without thee? O how willingly wouldest thou hang on them, and not let them go! O Father, cannot you help me? O Mother, cannot you do me some good? O how loath am I to burn and fry in hell, while you are singing in Heaven! But alas, the father, mother, brother, sister, son, daughter, or friend rejects them, slights them, and turn their backs upon them, saying, ⟨p. 230⟩You would have none of heaven in your life time, therefore you shall have none of it now: you slighted our counsels then, and we slight your tears, cries, and condition now. What sayest thou sinner, will not this persuade thine heart, nor make thee bethink thy self? This is now before thou fall into that dreadful place, that fiery furnace. But O consider how dreadful the place it self, the devils themselves, the fire it self will be. And this at the end of all, here thou must lie for ever, here thou must fry for ever, and for ever. This will be more to thee, then any man with tongue can express, or with pen can write; there is none that can, I say, by the ten thousand part discover the state and condition of such a soul. O sad.
3 Oh how unwilling wilt thou be to let thy father go to heaven without thee, thy mother or friends, &c. go to heaven without thee? O how willingly wouldest thou hang on them, and not let them go! O Father, cannot you help me? O Mother, cannot you do me some good? O how loath am I to burn and fry in hell, while you are singing in Heaven! But alas, the father, mother, brother, sister, son, daughter, or friend rejects them, slights them, and turn their backs upon them, saying, ⟨p. 230⟩You would have none of heaven in your life time, therefore you shall have none of it now: you slighted our counsels then, and we slight your tears, cries, and condition now. What sayest thou sinner, will not this perswade thine heart, nor make thee bethink thy self? This is now before thou fall into that dreadful place, that fiery furnace. But O consider how dreadful the place it self, the devils themselves, the fire it self will be. And this at the end of all, here thou must lie for ever, here thou must fry for ever, and for ever. This will be more to thee, then any man with tongue can express, or with pen can write; there is none that can, I say, by the ten thousand part discover the state and condition of such a soul. O sad.