paſſeth away as the twinkling of an eye, and Chriſt crieth to thoſe who have the world in their arms, It is done; it is a paſt thing, there is no more of it. It is but a word to our Lord, he ſaid, Let all things be, and they were. He ſaid, Let all things be, and they are at an end.—And we are beginning with the world, as if it would be evermore ours; and our Lord ſays, in a moment, let us be packed from them, and it is done. It is not for nothing that the taking down of this Inns of heaven and earth is touched in ſo few words, It is done, for it is an eaſy thing for the Almighty to take the ſtaves in his own hand that holdeth np this fair tent, and when he pulleth it, he garreth it come down with a titt. So Rev. xi. Four angels are brought in, holding the four winds in their hands as if they had the world in their hands, and as if they had it ready to fold up as a ſheet. And, O! what a ſighting and buſtling do they make to get a clout of this ſheet; he ſtareth out his eyes, and he ſetteth out his neck for a piece of this holly clout and ſheet, and for a globe of the earth. But ſee, Rev. vi. 14. The heavens ſhall depart away like a ſcroll of parchment that is rolled together, and the fair ſtories thereof are like figs, with the ſhake of the Almighty's arm they ſhall fall together to the ground and what more with a touch of the Almighty's hand, or a putt of his little finger, with the bleſt of his mouth, ſaying, "It is done." The cupples of the walls of the houſe cometh down. Now, I cannot but ſpeak of fools that have their head full of wind-mills, an cry it is beginning, "and to-morrow ſhall be as this day, and much more abundant." Iſa. lvi. And there is no end of buying and building; I came not here to bid any body be unthriſty; but not to be like bairns building
