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A sermon occasioned by the execution of a man found guilty of murder preached…
A sermon occasioned by the execution of a man found guilty of murder preached at Boston in N.E. March 11th 1685[/]6. : (Together with the confession, last expressions & solemn warning of that murderer to all persons; especially to young men, to beware of those sins which brought him to his miserable end.) / By Increase Mather, teacher of church of Christ.
Boston: printed by R.P. i.e, 1687
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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.
Min. I'm sorry so small a thing as a plashy Street should make me loose one minute of this more-than-ordinary precious time: a few paces more bring you to the place which you have now in your eye, from whence you shall not come back alive. Do you find your self afraid to die there?
Min. I'm sorry so small a thing as a plashy Street should make me loose one minute of this more-than-ordinary precious time: a few paces more bring you to the place which you have now in your eye, from whence you shall not come back alive. Do you find your self afraid to dy there?
Mor. Sir, If it were not for the Condition that my SOUL must by & by be in, I should not fear my death at all; but I have a little comfort from some of Gods promises about that.
Min. And what shall I now say? There are among ⟨p. 123⟩the last words that I can have liberty to leave with you. Poor man, thou art now going to knock at the door of Heaven, and to beg & cry, Lord, Lord open to me! The only way for thee to speed, is, to open the door of thy own soul now unto the Lord Jesus Christ. Do this, and thou shalt undoubtedly be admitted into the glories of His heavenly Kingdom: You shall fare as well as Manasseh did before you: leave this undone, and there's nothing remains for you but the Worm which dyeth not, and the fire which shall not be quenched.
Min. And what shall I now say? There are among ⟨p. 123⟩the last words that I can have liberty to leave with you. Poor man, thou art now going to knock at the door of Heaven, and to beg & cry, Lord, Lord open to me! The only way for thee to speed, is, to open the door of thy own soul now unto the Lord Jesus Christ. Do this, and thou shalt undoubtedly be admitted into the gloryes of His heavenly Kingdom: You shall fare as well as Manasseh did before you: leave this undone, and there's nothing remains for you but the Worm which dyeth not, and the fire which shall not be quenched.