Selected quad for the lemma: life_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
life_n	ease_n	end_n	unsavoury_a	24	3	15.8610	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A86127	Hell's everlasting flames avoided, and heaven's eternal felicities injoyed containing the penitent sinner's sad lamentation for the deplorableness of his impious life ... : also holy preparations to a worthy receiving of the Lord's Supper ... / by John Hayward, D.D.	Hayward, John, D.D.	1696 (1696)	Wing H1231A; ESTC R42331	47,842	119

and if not for a small time much less for Eternity and if not for the Torment of one part much less of the whole And as one that floateth half choaked and wearied in the Sea ceaseth no● to wrestle with the Waves to cast forth his Hands every way altho' he graspeth nothing but thin and weak Water which continually deceiveth his pains so they that both swim and sink in this depth of Death shall always strive and struggle therewith altho' they neither find nor hope for any help O deadly Life O immortal Death what shall I term thee Life wherefore then dost thou kill Death and wherefore dost thou then endure There is neither Life nor Death but there is some good in it for in Life there is some Ease and in Death an End but thou hast neither Ease nor End What then shall I term thee Even the bitterness of both for of Death thou hast the Torment without any End of Life thou hast the Continuance without any Ease God hath taken away both from Life and Death all that which is Good the rest he hath mixed together and therewith tempered the Torments of Hell O unsavoury Composition of the Cup of God's wrath a death always living and an end ever in beginning a Death which shall not devour but tear and eat but not consume And as this Death can never die so shall it never be satisfied or weary in gnawing upon every part of his most miserable Prey O Intolerable Vengeance and equal with Eternity which no means can moderate no patience can endure no time can end but so long as God shall live so long shall the damned die and when he shall cease to be happy which can never be then shall they cease to be miserable A Star which is far greater than the Earth appeareth to be a small Spot in comparison of the Heavens much less shall the Age of Man seem much less the Age and Continuance of the World in regard of these eternal Pains The least Moment of Time if compared with Ten-Millions of Years because both terms are definite and the one a part of the other beareth alth● a very small yet some Proportion but this or any number of Years in respect to Eternity is nothing less than just nothing All things that are finite I may be compared together but between that which is finite and that which is infinite there is no comparison Neither is it any piece of Injustice to inflict Eternal Punishment for sins that were done but for a time because the just and severe Judge doth not weigh the Actions only but the Hearts of Men For therefore do the wicked sin for a time because they have but a time to live but they are desirous to live for ever because they are desirous to offend for ever being more desirous to sin than to live and not regarding life but only to enjoy the Pleasures of sin and therefore it is just that they shou'd never want punishment who ever had a will to offend that they should never find an end of Revenge who would never have made an end of sin Again as God is infinite both in Majesty and Mercy it followeth that every Offence against that Majesty is also infinite and therefore worthy infinitely to be punish'd And surely if a Man that is sharply pinch'd with some one particular Pain be it but the a king of one of his Teeth doth think one Night exceeding long tho' he lieth in a soft Bed well applied and cared for for if he tur'neth often and telleth the hours and thinketh every one long till it be Day how tedious can we think Eternity will seem to those that shall be continually perplexed and torn with those Eternal torments not only the Body but primarily the Soul in a dark Babylonian Furnace foaming forth most horrible Heat And if Forty Days Rain driven with the Tempest of God's Wrath was sufficient to destroy the whole World what shall we conclude of the full Storm and Stream of his Rage wherein the fiery Darts of his Fury shall never cease to beat upon his Enemies O dreadful Fire kindled by the breath of God's Eternal Wrath more exceeding the fire of this World than can be imagined O ugly Darkness cursed by the Mouth of God O Eternal Night both inward of the Soul and outward of the Body in regard whereof the palpable Darkness of Aegypt was scarce a Day which light Clouds over cast O long and loathsome Night wherein the Morning will never appear wherein the hope of Light is no less desperate than the desire violent Is this O Lord the wages of Sin is this the punishment of wicked Doers of whom I am one in so deep a degree that it is no wonder if my Conscience tremble and my Soul cleave with Sighs and my Eyes drowned with Tears The Penitent Sinner's Holy Resolutions to a thorough Reformation IS it so is my Case so deplorable and desperate must my sinful Life end in the entring into those eternal Flames must my Frolicks die into everlasting Burnings must my jolly Hours be turn'd into bitter Weepings and Wailings must my breaking of God's Holy Commandments cause me to be fetter'd in Chains and that forever in utter Darkness where there is nothing but hideous and fearful cryings and groanings Is it so Hath God told me that cannot lye and shall I not have the Faith to believe him Yes I will If this be the Exit of a sinful Life tell me no more of those Dalilah's of those Pleasures I have formerly taken a delight in There is no playing with Sin I will get clear of it whatever it cost me I will give ear to its bewitching Enchantments no more I will not for a few merry hours hazard my eternal Safety Heaven is not a thing to be lightly esteem'd it is of more value than a thousand Worlds and I believe it to be so and why should I be so foolish and careless as not to take any care to fit my self for an Admittance into it I know not how soon my Change may come and if it should come and I not prepar'd I am undone and that for ever therefore I will bid my old Friends farewel farewel fine Clothes and farewel all delicious Living farewel Carding and Dicing Hunting and all manner of Revelling whatsoever that I have taken any delight in for my Delight shall be for the future in fearing and serving of God and in keeping of his Commandments which was the chief End of my being made a rational Creature therefore away with your En●icements your Traps and Snares whereby you would delude and deceive me till you drag me into H●ll's Everlasting Flames for I see what all Lewdness will come to which is dreadful to me therefore molest and trouble me not I will run the pleasan● ways of God's holy Commandments I wil● ascend God's holy Hill I will make haste to Mount Sion I will be kept in the Tents of

I w●● wounded unto death and I perceived ●● not I was bound I was beaten an● 〈…〉 garded it not yea my deadly 〈…〉 were a delightful tickling unto 〈…〉 I took pleasure in satisfying the 〈…〉 my Lusts and like Solomon's Fool I laug●ed when I was lashed for I was not m●self when I was without thee neither desiring nor discerning that which was good nor yet shunning nor yet seeing tha● which was evil I became in the Passage of all my Act●ons not only foolish but altogether sensless for thou are truth and I was 〈◊〉 out thee and thou art Life and I was 〈◊〉 out thee and as one that always continues in places of unsavoury smells perceiveth no annoyance or as a brutish and savage Life seems civil to him who hath continually been brought up in the same because Custom changeth into Nature and one Contrary is not known but by the other even so I did not think my self in Misery because I never knew what Felicity meant and because I never knew either the Beauty or Stability of a vertuous Life I did not think that vice had made me so unseemly and so unsound continual use confirmed Impudency and took from me the Opinion of Sin True it is that I found a few Sparks of thine Image within me but they were few indeed and of little force which I did so continually quench or abuse that thro' them I can expect no profit at all but rather to be made inexcusable before thee Alas how am I deformed how am I defiled O Almighty God and Everlasting Father My fainting Soul groaneth and gaspeth for thy Grace but it is abashed at thy Glory I would fain intreat thy Mercy to heal me but I am loth to offend thy Majesty in beholding me I am ashamed to lay open my Iniquities and yet woe is me I cannot appear before thee withou● them Ah these my sins how do they distress how do they distract me they desire to be seen but they are unwilling to be shewn lest they should be detested they are not healed without Confession and they are not heard without Confusi●●● If they be covered they cannot be cured and if they be opened they must needs be abhorr'd In the mean time their sharpness pierceth and their weight presset● me they torment me with Grief the astonish me with Fear they confound m● with Shame What shall I say or what shall I do Wretch that I am whither did I bend my pace and to what pass am I now come what have all my Pleasures been unto m● but as Fruit eaten before it be ripe which will set the Teeth on edge and posse● the Body with dangerous Diseases What have I been in all my Travels in the Affairs of the World but as a sick Man tumbling and tossing in his Bed he expecting ease in his change and contentment ye● both of us deceived alike because whithe● soever we turn our selves the cause of ou● disquiets remaineth within us O Christ I did not set thee before my Eyes and 〈◊〉 I dare not appear in thy sight I rejoyced but not in thee I am troubled but thou art not with me Alas better it were to be nothing than to be without thee without whom all things are nothing better it were to be dead than to be without thee our Life Therefore O my Soul wicked wretched Soul shake off this death of Sin wherein thou wallowest and wherein thou wanderest raise up rouse up thy self from this dangerous dulness call to thy consideration unhappy Creature from whence thou runnest where thou art and whereto thou hastenest the favour which thou forsakest the horror wherein thou abidest and the terror whereto thou rendest Thou wast once wash'd clean with the Heavenly Fountain of Baptism with the pure Robe of Righteousness endowed with the Joys of Heaven and espoused to thy Saviour Christ but now thou hast by impurity of Life soiled thy self with sin defiled that glorious Garment broken those sacred Bands and made thy loving Spouse both thy great Enemy and severe Judge O Christ how can I forget thy Goodness and yet how dare I remember thy Greatness since I have denied thee with Peter betrayed thee with Judas and run from thee with the rest of thy Disciples nay more with the cursed and cruel Jew● I have mocked blasphemed buffered and scourg●d thee spit upon thy glorious Fac● and torn open thy tender Wounds Ther since I have committed their cruelty what hope can I have to avoid their Curse that thy Blood be not upon me and my Posterity Alas miserable Wretch in what Pat● have I walked In what Pollutions have wallowed and in what perplexities an now plunged wherein the consideration both of Good and Evil tormenteth me a like of Good with grief of that which have lost of Evil partly with sense o● that which I sustain and partly with fea● of that which I expect I have lost Glory I feel Shame I fea● Punishment the loss is by me irreparable the shame inexcusable the fear inconsolable O miserable Estate O uncomfortable Condition not only to be depriv of unspeakable Joys but also to be aflicted with intolerable Pains O Sin the defiler the deformer the destroyer of Souls from how high a pitch ● Happiness hast thou dejected me 〈◊〉 how deep a Gulf of Misery hast thou depressed me with what a World of Woes hast thou inclos'd me here Woe and there Woe and a very Hell of Woes is heaped upon me Justly Lord justly am I thus tormented for I have been faint yea false in the charge thou hast committed unto me I have thrown away my spiritual Weapons I have forsaken the Field of Christian Combate and not only cowardly yielded but Traitor-like I have turned to the Prince of Darkness my greatest Enemy I have cast off my Saviour and cast away my self I have forsaken the Society of Saints and joyned my self to a company of the Damned O Hellish Companions I have abandoned the Palaces of Heaven and built me a Nest in the loathsome Den of Hell I am altogether become an Abject from God and a Subject to the Devil What hast thou done O mad Man O mischievous O monstrous Man what hast thou done what a woeful exchange hast thou made what a lamentable loss hast thou incurred O perverse Will O miracle of madness How O God hath Corruption depraved me How O God ●hall Satisfaction restore me Cast thy self forlorn Wretch into the uncomfortable Dungeons of Sorrow overwhelm thy self with Mountains of bitter Mourning come Grief come Horror come Anguish come Fear heap your selves upon me wrap me in weigh me down I have impudently contemned you I have desperately provoked you and now do miserably call for you So so it is just afflict the Wicked torment the Guilty revenge the Injuries revenge the Perjuries which I have committed against God give me a touch of the Tortures which I have deserved give me a taste of the Banquet which I have prepared