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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, This Doctrine which to me you do declare It is enough to d•ive one to despair; If it be so, I grant, I am undone, But God is gracious and has sent his Son. He's full of Bowels, therefore hope do I, He'll not on me his Justice magnify.
Youth, This Doctrine which to me you do declare It is enough to d•ive one to dispair; If it be so, I grant, I am undone, But God is gracious and has sent his Son. He's full of Bowels, therefore hope do I, He'll not on me his Justice magnifie.
Truth. 'Tis true God's gracious, yet he will not clear, Those guilty Souls who don't his Justice •ear: He's very gracious, yet he's full of ire, And is to such like a consuming •ire. ⟨p. 29⟩He sent his son, 'tis true, for Souls to dye But many miss and falsely do apply His precious Blood; therefore my Counsel take▪ Don't you too soon an application make, O• Gods sweet Grace, nor yet of Christs dear Blood Until by you the Gospel's understood. Those who are whole, no Physician have, The Sick and Wounded Soul Christ came to save. What dost thou judge thy present state to be, How do's it stand, and is it now with thee?
Truth. 'Tis true God's gracious, yet he will not clear, Those guilty Souls who don't his Justice •ear: He's very gracious, yet he's full of ire, And is to such like a consuming •ire. ⟨p. 29⟩He sent his son, 'tis true, for Souls to dye But many miss and fasly do apply His precious Blood; therefore my Counsel take Don't you too soon an application make, O Gods sweet Grace, nor yet of Christs dear Blood Until by you the Gospel's understood. Those who are whole, no Physitian have, The Sick and Wounded Soul Christ came to sae. What dost thou judge thy present state to be, How do's it stand, and is it now with thee?