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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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Apostate. Thou childish Lad, dost think I am afraid For to declare my self, or am dismayed By silly dreams and Fa••ies, which affright Those simple Ones who dare not walk in the' night; Who startle at the shadow which they see, And think the Devil's near, when 'tis a tree? And since I do perceive you understand What my Opinion is, I do demand How you can prove, and fully make appear The•e is a God; for none at all I fear. No God nor Devil I at all believe, Nor is there any Heaven to receive T•e Souls of Holy Men when they do dye ▪ Nor is there any Hell of Misery For Sinners after death, as you conceit; A•l is nought else, save a Religious C•eat.
Apostate. Thou childish Lad, do'st think I am afraid For to declare my self, or am dismay'd By silly dreams and Fa••ies, which afright Those simple Ones who dare not walk i'th' night; Who startle at the shadow which they see, And think the Devil's near, when 'tis a tree? And since I do perceive you understand What my Opinion is, I do demand How you can prove, and fully make appear The•e is a God; for none at all I fear. No God nor Devil I at all believe, Nor is there any Heaven to receive T•e Souls of Holy Men when they do dye ▪ Nor is there any Hell of Misery For Sinners after death, as you co•ceit; A•l is no•ght else, save a Rel•gious C•eat.
Professor. Dare you your Maker, thus with impudence, Deny and tread upon? Such insolence What Soul can hear! what Age can show the like, Where so much Light hath been! shall Mortals strike At the great God, and glorious Deity? Whose dreadful Being and Existency The Heathens did find out, and greatly fear His God-head did to them most plain appear