That blood is poured out, to cleaſe you from guilt; thoſe wounds are ſuſtained, to heal your conſciences; that anguiſh is endured to obtain reſt for your ſouls. In that mangled body dwells all the fullneſs of the Godhead. Great, beyond imagination great is the merit of thoſe ſufferings. Why then, O! why will you die? Why will you periſh for ever who have an all-ſufficient propitiation in the croſs of Chriſt? Fly to this ſanctuary: fly, before it be too late: fly without a moment's delay. It is an inviolable ſanctuary. None ever periſhed that fled by faith to the compaſſionate, the divinely compaſſionate Redeemer, his death ſhall be a full ſatisfaction for your iniquities. A ſenſe of his immenſely rich goodneſs ſhall win your affections; ſhall incline (what all the threatenings of damnation could never effect) ſhall ſmooth your path, and expiate your progreſs, to the regions of immortal honour and joy.
Having now, with great plainneſs of ſpeech, addreſſed my brethren in the miniſtry, having exhorted believers, cautioned the ſelfrighteous, and warned the wicked; let me commend the whole to vour ſerious recolleclection, and to God's gracious benediction. And, O Lord moſt holy! O God moſt mighty! O holy and merciful Saviour: by thine agony and bloody ſweat, by thy croſs and paſſion, let not the word now ſpoken be in vain in the Lord! Amen, and Amen.
FINIS.
