death’s pipe, who are now ſinging and ſwinging yourſelves in worldly 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 confcience, 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 coachfuls 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
