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A prospect of eternity. Wherein is clearly proved, I. That there is an eternity…
A prospect of eternity. Wherein is clearly proved, I. That there is an eternity into which all men must enter, when they go out of time. II. That we should eye eternity, and look at eternal things. III. That this looking ought to have an influence upon us, in all that we do. / By Tho. Doolittle. ; [Two lines from Matthew]
Boston: printed by T. Fleet and T. Crump for Nicholas Buttolph, 1715
Title page typeset from the transcription.
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.
When I was Young, she took care for me, for things Temporal, but for her self neither Young nor Old, for things Eternal. Ere long she will be dead, and I am afraid, damned too: Ere long she ⟨p. 85⟩must go out of time, and for any thing I can perceive, being Ignorant, and fearless of God, and unmindful of Eternity, her Soul will go into Eternity of Torments. O how loath am I to have such Thoughts of one so near, so dear unto me? Oh it is the cutting of my Heart, it is bitterness to my Soul. I had rather die than she be damned; and yet it is my fears, she is hasting to Eternity of Woe; for to my observing Eye she is taken wholly up with the cares, and pride, and vanity of this Life, and apparently regardless […] that Eternal World.
When I was Young, she took care for me, for things Temporal, but for her self neither Young nor Old, for things Eternal. Ere long she will be dead, and I am afraid, damned too: Ere long she ⟨p. 85⟩must go out of time, and for any thing I can perceive, being Ignorant, and fearless of God, and unmindful of Eternity, her Soul will go into Eternity of Torments. O how loath am I to have such Thoughts of one so near, so dear unto me? Oh it is the cutting of my Heart, it is bitterness to my Soul. I had rather die than she be damned; and yet it is my fears, she is hasting to Eternity of Wo; for to my observing Eye she is taken wholly up with the cares, and pride, and vanity of this Life, and apparently regardless 〈…〉 that Eternal World.
Why do not also ye that are Parents, that have a belief of an Everlasting State, take on, and bewail the doleful state of your ungodly Children, that in their sinful courses are posting to Eternal pains. What my Son! the Son of my Loins! the Son of my Womb! did I bear him with so much sorrow, and shall he be a castaway? Did I travail with him with so much pain, and brought and nursed him up with so much labour, and must he be for ever fuel for the Flames of Hell? Have I brought forth a Child to be a prey to Devils, and a Companion with