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Warnings from the dead. Or Solemn admonitions unto all people
Warnings from the dead. Or Solemn admonitions unto all people; but especially unto young persons to beware of such evils as would bring them to the dead. / By Cotton Mather. ; In two discourses, occasioned by a sentence of death, executed on some unhappy malefactors. ; Together with the last confession, made by a young woman, who dyed on June 8. 1693. One of these malefactors.
printed by Bartholomew Green for Samuel Phillips, 1693
An Holy Rebuke to the Unclean Spirit. › Assertion 2: Assertion. II.
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and it is treated as a Capital Offence, accordingly. What is man himself, but the Picture of God? Yea, There is one man, who Lies in the very Bosom of God, and is God Himself Blessed forever. The Roman emperor made it a Criminal Thing for any man to Carry his Picture into any Sordid places: but how then shall the Glorious God bear it, for a man to Smutty His Picture with all the Superfluities of Naughtiness? Or, will that Man, who is God, and in the Bosom of God, bear it, that by our Fault, it should be said, There is a man, that is a Beast? There's a man Wall▪ wing Like a Dog, & Like a Swine, in the most base Uncleannesses! We pretend all of us, to be the Members of the Lord Jesus Christ; Yea, but shall we make those Members, to become the Weapont of Unrighteousness? We are Built all of us, to be the Temples of the Holy Ghost: Yea, but shall we make these Temples, to become the Hig•sties of the Devil? Truly Death, and an Early Death, is but the Proper Wages of Such a Wickedness?
and it is treated as a Capital Offence, accordingly. What is man himself, but the Picture of God? Yea, There is one man, who Lies in the very Bosom of God, and is God Himself Blessed forever. The Roman •mperour made it a Criminal Thing for any man to Carry his Picture into any Sordid places: but how then shall the Glorious God bear it, for a man to Smutty His Picture with all the Superfluities of Naughtiness? Or, will that Man, who is God, and in the Bosom of God, bear it, that by our Fault, it should be said, There is a man, that is a Beast? There's a man Wall▪ wing Like a Dog, & Like a Swine, in the most base Uncleannesses! We pretend all of us, to be the Members of the Lord Jesus Christ; Yea, but shall we make those Members, to become the Weapont of Unrighteousness? We are Built all of us, to be the Temples of the Holy Ghost: Yea, but shall we make these Temples, to become the Hig•sties of the Devil? Truly Death, and an Early Death, is but the Proper Wages of Such a Wickedness?