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Unum necessarium awakenings for the unregenerate. Or, The nature and necessity of regeneration. Handled…
Unum necessarium awakenings for the unregenerate. Or, The nature and necessity of regeneration. Handled in a discourse designed for the service of any that may be thereby assisted in the grand concern of conversion unto God; but especially the rising generation. : With an addition of some other sermons relating to that important subject. / By Cotton Mather. ; [Five lines from Ezekiel]
Boston printed: printed by B.H. i.e for Duncan Campbell, 1693
Title page typeset from the transcription.
AWAKENINGS FOR THE UNREGENERATE. › Proposition 2: The Second PROPOSITION.
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.
All these things will be but so many, Refuges of Lies, if you go to shelter yourselves without Regeneration in them. God will no more spare you for these things, than Samuel did Agag, for the Ornaments that were upon him.
VI. A Sixth Consideration to awaken you, shall be that in Psal. 7.11· The mighty God is angry with the wicked every day. CONSIDER, That The wrath and curse of the Great God abideth on you, till you are Born again. We read in Zech. 5.4. Concerning, A flying ROLL of Curses, Twenty Cubits Long, and Ten Broad. But indeed such a ROLL were too little to hold all the Curses which an Unregenerate man lies open unto. Either become Regenerate, or else look for, all The Plagues written in Gods Book, ye souls desolate and forsaken! That which was a Mistake in Job of old, may be too truly, but never too sadly, concluded by all that are yet in their Sins, God counts me for his enemy! And accordingly in all that He speaks to you, there are the Woes, in all that he does to you, there are the Wounds, of an Enemy. It is said in Prov. 3.33. The Curse of the Lord, is in the house of the Wicked. There are perhaps these and those fine enjoyments in thy House, but the Curse of God like a Leprosy, cleaves unto them all. Thy very Blessings themselves are Cursed, and thy Table becomes a Snare. The Curse of God is the Sauce in every Dish, the Spice in every Cup, with which thou meddlest; and that Curse is the Coverlid which thou still sleepest under. The Curse accompanies thee, like thy very shadow; every thing do's but help to poison thee, to undo thee, to destroy thee: thou ⟨p. 64⟩hast the wrath of God, with all thy Quails. The most ireful, Direful Plagues of God, are therewithal sent upon thy forlo• Soul. That Soul, is given over, as a Captive to the Devils and a •re to the Terrible ones. Never is, The Light of Gods Countenance, uplifted upon that woeful Soul; Tis a Soul altogether left in Ignorance, Confusion, and Frozen-Midnights: a Soul abandoned by Grace, and Pining away in its Iniquities. Soul to be Lamented! How canst thou be quiet in this Unregeneracy? Why, thou art in a Prison; which Prison is also on a Light Fire over thine head! If thou art contented that God should Abhor thee, Ban thee, Damn thee; what is thy heart but Adamant! What are thy Heart-Strings but Sinews of Iron?