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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
Title page typeset from the transcription.
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.
Devil. Hark, hark, thou cursed wretch, vengeance is mine, And I'll repay't upon that Soul of thine; ⟨p. 87⟩In dreadful wrath I will contend with thee, If thou wilt •o• again submit to me, Will not my shining Glory thee invite, Nor all my Agents fell thy Soul affright To leave those cursed ways in which you go? Then I'll s•me way contrive your overthrow. Though out of your Dominions I am bea•, And forced am at present to retreat; Yet I'll return like a Lyon strong, And break thy bones in pi••es ere't be long.
Devil. Heark, heark, thou cursed wretch, vengeance is mine, And I'le repay't upon that Soul of thine; ⟨p. 87⟩In dreadful wrath I will contend with thee, If thou wilt •o• again submit to me, Will not my shining Glory thee invite, Nor all my Agents fell thy Soul affright To leave those cursed ways in which you go? Then I'le s•me way contrive your overthrow. Though out of your Dominions I am bea•, And forced am at present to retreat; Yet I'le return like a Lyon strong, And break thy bones in pi••es ere't be long.
Youth, Father of Lies, dost think I dread thy frown? 'Tis past thy skill to throw my Glory down; Thy head is broke, thou art a beaten Foe, And chained up; alas, thou canst not do According to thy wrath and cursed spite, Christ's Power is mine who stronger is in Might; Me he'll not leave, though tempted am by thee, Yet he knows how to help and succour me. What matter is't although thou art enraged, When the great Power of Heaven is engaged To side with me always, and takes my part? Though thou a Lion and a Serpent art, Yet mayst as soon the Lord of Life o'ercome, As to produce or work my final Doom, So Long as I do for his Glory stand, And am obedient to his best Command.