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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. Your hopes will fail, alas, black clouds will hide Your glorious Sun, your steps will quickly sli•e; Your morning's bright, but soon 'twill over-cast, And all your joy will scarce a moment last. Though Truth doth now thy present state commend, Yet you will find the Proverb's true in the' end, That the young Saint will an old Devil be; You'll die and perish in Apostasy.
Devil. Your hopes will fail, alas, black clouds will hide Your glorious Sun, your steps will quickly sli•e; Your morning's bright, but soon 'twill over-cast, And all your joy will scarce a moment last. Though Truth doth now thy present state commend, Yet you will find the Proverb's true i'th' end, That the young Saint will an old Devil be; You'l die and perish in Apostasie.
Youth. 'Cause thou hast lost thy former happy state, With malice thou stirrest up thy bitter hate Against my Soul, thou showest thy wicked spite, But thy vile teeth are broke, thou canst not bite. Thou dost on me cast forth an envious frown, Because thou hast forever lost thy Crown. ⟨p. 82⟩Because thy Morning's turned into night, Dost think thou shalt my Soul amaze and fright, With such ensnaring thoughts? I thee defy; Nothing can break that blessed band and Tie, Or Covenant which Christ with me has made, My standing's […], my Crown can never fade. He that has in my Soul this work begun, Will finish it, I'm sure, ere •e has done. There's ne'er a Lamb or Sheep of his dear fold, But he will keep, he has of them such hold, That in the midst of danger they shall stand, And none shall pluck them out of his strong hand, They by his Power are kept in every Nation, Till they are safely brought unto Salvation. Upon the Rock of Ages I am placed, And my foundation never can be razed; Though Mountains should depart & Hills remove, Yet Christ will never change in his dear Love. Nor cause his Covenant of l•sting peace To be removed, nor his sweet Mercy cease. Thus Truth and Conscience both jointly agree, That the new-birth is truly wrought in me. Th' Immortal Seed, I'm sure, must needs bring forth A Babe Immortal; and my Heavenly birth Doth show to all, and clearly signify, I cannot perish in Apostasy. The Head and Members of one Nature are, Or else Christ's Body a strange Monster were. As sure as he's in Heaven so shall I, And reign with him to all Eternity,