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The day of doom
The day of doom: or, A poetical description of the Great and Last Judgment. With a short discourse about eternity. / By Michael Wigglesworth, teacher of the church at Maldon, in N.E.
Boston: printed by B. Green for Benjamin Eliot, 1701
Title page typeset from the transcription.
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.
(203) What? to be sent to Punishment, and flames of Burning Fire, To be surrounded, and eke confounded with Gods Revengeful ire. What? to abide, not for a tide these Torments, but for Ever: To be released, or to be eased, not after years, but Never.
(203) What? to be sent to Punishment, and flames of Burning Fire, To be surrounded, and eke confounded with Gods Revengful ire. What? to abide, not for a tide these Torments, but for Ever: To be released, or to be eased, not after years, but Never.
(204) Oh, fearful Doom! now there's no room for hope or help at all: Sentence is past which aye shall last, Christ will not it recall. There might you hear them rent and tear the Air with their out-cries: The hideous noise of their sad voice ascendeth to the Skies.
(205) 1They wring their hands, their caitiff-hands and gnash their teeth for terror; They cry, they roar for anguish sore, and gnaw their tongues for horror. But get away without delay, Christ pities not your cry: Depart to Hell, there may you yell, 2and roar Eternally.
(205) 1They wring their hands, their caitiff-hands and gnash their teeth for terrour; They cry, they roar for anguish sore, and gnaw their tongues for horrour. But get away without delay, Christ pitties not your cry: Depart to Hell, there may you yell,