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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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Professor. Could I no other Reason give or urge To prove Rome's Church untrue, I can't but judge This which you speak, doth plainly it declare, For in Christs Church no such vain Pomps appear; No worldly glory doth Christs Church adorn, For she's afflicted, much despised and torn. Her beauty can't with outward eyes be seen, Her beauty and her glory are within. When John sets forth the Anti-christian state, Much outward P•mp, 'tis true, he doth relate; The Whore is decked with Gold, brave stones & Pearl, Who at poor S••n doth with envy snarl. No liberty to the' flesh the Lord doth give; Saints must alone after the Spirit live; No serving God and Mammon, Sir, 'tis plain, To hell you go, except you're born again. If you'll be Christs, with speed then turn you must To crucify the Flesh, with all its lust. No cause have I to ••ar to go astray, Whilst I walk daily in the narrow way. All those who do Gods holy Word contemn, No Light nor Truth is there at all in them. Their feet on the dark Mountains soon will fall, And utter Ruin will o'er-take them all. But as for me, no cause have I to doubt, But I shall find this blessed Canaan out. To turn to Egypt with you, back again, The thoughts of it my soul doth much disdain. Dost think I'll leave my Quails and Manna rare, For stinking Garlic, and b••e Onions there?
Professor. Could I no other Reason give or urge To prove Rome's Church untrue, I can't but judge This which you speak, doth plainly it declare, For in Christs Church no such vain Pomps appear; No worldly glory doth Christs Church adorn, For she's afflicted, much despis'd and torn. Her beauty can't with outward eyes be seen, Her beauty and her glory are within. When John sets forth the Anti-christian state, Much outward P•mp, 'tis true, he doth relate; The Whore is deckt with Gold, brave stones & Pearl, Who at poor S••n doth with envy snarle. No liberty to th' flesh the Lord doth give; Saints must alone after the Spirit live; No serving God and Mammon, Sir, 'tis plain, To hell you go, except you're born again. If you'll be Christs, with speed then turn you must To crucify the Flesh, with all its lust. No cause have I to ••ar to go astray, Whilst I walk daily in the narrow way. All those who do Gods holy Word contemn, No Light nor Truth is there at all in them. Their feet on the dark Mountains soon will fall, And utter Ruin will o're-take them all. But as for me, no cause have I to doubt, But I shall find this blessed Canaan out. To turn to Aegypt with you, back again, The thoughts of it my soul doth much disdain. Dost think I'll leave my Quils and Manna rare, For stinking Garlick, and be Onions there?