yourslves in wordly pleasures and delights, O! if God would say to any soul of you, as he did to the rich fool in Luke xiv. 20, ‘This night thy soul shall be taken from thee.’ It shall little advantage you then to weep and cry, O! that I were out of these infernal and eternal flames! O! that I had hearkened when time was, to the voice of Christ and mine own conscience.
The sighs and groans of dying men are often very sad; but the sighs and groans of the damned in hell can never be imagined or expressed. O! consider this, ye that sin away conscience, that quaff and drink away conscience, accompanying one another in sin; take heed you be not one day to weep over one another’s backs in hell. Certainly whole coachfulls of gallants will be tumbled down to hell; the Lord awaken your sleepy dead consciences before you go hence and be no more seen. What pity is it, that persons that bear the image of God, and are, as it were in outside glory and beauty, gods above others: What pity is it, that such beauty should come to be embraced by ugly lothsome devils in hell. Thousands there are that court and sport, pine and pant away their time whose end is to be burned, and shall at last perish in hell. Fruitless fig-trees they are, that bear
