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The travels of true godliness. From the beginning of the world to this present…
The travels of true godliness. From the beginning of the world to this present day, in an apt and pleasant allegory: showing, what true godliness is; also the troubles, oppositions, reproaches, and persecutions he hath met with in every age. : Together with the danger and sad declining state he is in at this present time, by errors, heresies, and ungodliness, or open profaneness. / By Benjamin Keach, author of a book called War with the devil, and Zion in distress, and The travels of ungodliness.The travels of true godliness. From the beginning of the world to this present day, in an apt and pleasant allegory: shewing, what true godliness is; also the troubles, oppositions, reproaches, and persecutions he hath met with in every age. : Together with the danger and sad declining state he is in at this present time, by errors, heresies, and ungodliness, or open prophaneness. / By Benjamin Keach, author of a book call'd War with the devil, and Sion in distress, and The travels of ungodliness.
Boston: printed by B. Green and Company for D. Gookin over against the Old South Meeting-House, 1745
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Youth. But for all your haste, wise Solomon made trial of all the Delights of the Children of Men, before he condemned them, and so will I too, as far as I can.
Godly. 'Tis true, Solomon did so; and doth he not, by the sad experience he had of them, tell you, All was vanity and vexation of spirit? Come, Sir, you had better believe the Poison in the Cup is deadly, than to taste of it.
Godli. 'Tis true, Solomon did so; and doth he not, by the sad experience he had of them, tell you, All was vanity and vexation of spirit? Come, Sir, you had better believe the Poison in the Cup is deadly, than to taste of it.
Youth. Sir, pray speak no more, I have not sowed all my wild Oats yet, let me alone.
Godly. Wild Oats indeed! Come let me persuade you to sow no more of them, for 'tis but sowing to the Flesh; and he that soweth to the flesh, shall of the flesh reap corruption, Gal. 6.8. You had better far sow to the Spirit. And now I will tell you what a kind of Crop you will have at Harvest, by sowing that cursed seed, which you call wild Oats, unless by Repentance you pluck them all up again.