B02626:518
The plain mans path-way to heaven
The plain mans path-way to heaven wherein every man may clearly see whether he shall be saved or damned. / Set forth dialogue-wise for the better understanding of the simple, by Arthur Dent, preacher of the word of God at South-Shoobery in Essex.
London: printed by Ja. Young for G. Lathum, 1643
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.
Theol. Alas, alas, poor souls! all that they do in matters of Gods worship, is but hypocrisy and dissimulation. For in truth they are not for God, they love him but from the teeth outward: their mouths are with him, but their heart goes after covetousness, and their hands are full of blood. And therefore God doth both abhor them and their prayers. For, saith he,1 Though they stretch out their hands, yet will I hide mine eyes from them: and ⟨p. 215⟩though they make many prayers, yet will I not hear them. For their hands are full of blood. Moreover the holy Ghost saith,2 He that turns away his ear from hearing the Law, even his prayer is abominable. 3David saith, If I regard wickedness in my heart, God will not hear my prayer. Our Lord Jesus also affirmeth,4 that God hears not sinners, that is, stubborn and careless sinners. So then we may clearly s•e (by all these testimonies of holy Writ) what •ccount God makes of the prayers of oppressors, and all other profane and ungodly men: namely, that he doth hate them, and abhor them as loathsome and odious in his sight.
Theol. Alas, alas, poore soules! all that they do in matters of Gods worship, is but hypocrisie and dissimulation. For in truth they are not for God, they love him but from the teeth outward: their mouths are with him, but their heart goes after covetousnesse, and their hands are full of bloud. And therefore God doth both abhorre them and their prayers. For, saith he,1 Though they stretch out their hands, yet will I hide mine eyes from them: and ⟨p. 215⟩though they make many praiers, yet will I not heare them. For their hands are full of bloud. Moreover the holy Ghost saith,