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War with the devil, or, The young man's conflict with the powers of darkness,…
War with the devil, or, The young man's conflict with the powers of darkness, in a dialogue discovering the corruption and vanity of youth, the horrible nature of sin, and deplorable condition of fallen man, also, a description of the power and rule of conscience, and the nature of true conversion. : To which is added, an appendix, containing a dialogue between an old apostate and a young professor, worthy the perusal of all, but chiefly intended for the instruction of the younger sort. / By B.K. author of Zion in distress, or The groans of the Protestant church.War with the devil, or, The young man's conflict with the powers of darkness, in a dialogue discovering the corruption and vanity of youth, the horrible nature of sin, and deplorable condition of fallen man, also, a description of the power and rule of conscience, and the nature of true conversion. : To which is added, an appendix, containing a dialogue between an old apostate and a young professor, worthy the perusal of all, but chiefly intended for the instruction of the younger sort. / By B.K. author of Sion in distress, or The groans of the Protestant church.
New York: printed by William Bradford, 1707
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Youth in his Unconverted state.Youth in his Ʋnconverted state.
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.
Youth. Now my good days, I see they will be gone, My inward thoughts will ne'er let me alone; Ah that I could but sin without control, And Conscience would no more disturb my Soul; His bitter gripes much longer I can't bare, He's grown so strong that little hope is there; But he'll prevail, such conflicts do I feel, My Courage now and Resolutions reel: But yet I am resolved once more to try, And struggle will to get the mastery. I cowardly will not acquit the Field, Nor at the second Summons will I yield. I'll make once more another stout essay, •'re unto Conscience I will yield the day, ⟨p. 26⟩Ah! how can I my sweet delights forsake, Without resistance to the last I make? Conscience, although I sinful am, I see, There's many thousand sinners worse than me, There's none can live and from all sin be clear, That I from Truth did very lately hear. My heart is good, though it is true, that I Am overcome through humane frailty.
Youth. Now my good days, I see they will be gone, My inward thoughts will ne'er let me alone; Ah that I could but sin without controul, And Conscience would no more disturb my Soul; His bitter gripes much longer I can't bare, He's grown so strong that little hope is there; But he'll prevail, such conflicts do I feel, My Courage now and Resolutions reel: But yet I am resolv'd once more to try, And struggle will to get the mastery. I cowardly will not acquit the Field, Nor at the second Summons will I yeild. I'll make once more another stout essay, •'re unto Conscience I will yeild the day, ⟨p. 26⟩Ah! how can I my sweet delights forsake, Without resistance to the last I make? Conscience, although I sinful am, I see, There's many thousand sinners worse than me, There's none can live and from all sin be clear, That I from Truth did very lately hear. My heart is good, though it is true, that I Am overcome through humane frailty.