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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 That I have shown already to their shame. •nd I would have my Country-men to take Another taste, that may preserve awake Their drowsy Souls, who take a dying nap, •uch like deluded Sampson on the lap •• lustful Delilah, whose treacherous breath ends forth the Messenger of Samsons death […] not the Strumpets sugared words […] •hee to give credit t'her, that'• […] ⟨p. 214⟩To promise fairest when she doth intend To deal falsest, she doth betray her friend, Like wicked Cain, first of that sinful race That slew his Brother smiling in his face. From the first time that e'er the hellish rage Of Jesuits appeared on the stage To act their parts in England, France, and Spain, And Italy her bloody hands hath slain, Nine hundred thousand souls or there about, Ere many years had run their hours out. Of the Americans by Popish Spain, In fifty years was fifteen Millions slain. The poor religious Waldenses, whose e•e, Like the quick-sighted Vulture, did espy Romes filthy whoredoms, and freely disclaim Her vile Idolatry, and hate the same; Drunk dreadful draughts of Romes most bloody […] Which she with Hell-bred fury poured up. And for no other cause, her bloody hands She did stretch forth, with hell enraged band•, Being sent abroad, forthwith to put to death Both young & old, each man that draweth breath And yet, as if she had not been content To murder Parents with their Innocent And harmless Babes, as if their hellish-breath Had now been spent with putting souls to death Fourscore sweet Babes that never did offend, Famished to Death, their harmless lives did end Search, search into the deep Abyss of hell, And see if all the Devils can parallel So vile an act, O most imperious Treason Against the King of Kings […] of […] ⟨p. 143⟩•re Papists Christians, and are these their Acts •o punish such as ne'er committed Facts? •re those right actings, fitting Gospel-times, o lay on babes the weight of highest Crimes? Did Christ do thus, or has he ever given Them leave to deal so with the heirs of Heaven? Those Murdered Souls under the Altar lie, Crying, How long Eternal Majesty, How long wilt be ere thou avenge thy Saint, And lend an ear unto their Sad complaints?