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Title:  Instructions for a right comforting afflicted consciences with speciall antidotes against some grievous temptations: delivered for the most part in the lecture at Kettering in North-hampton-shire: by Robert Bolton ...
Author: Bolton, Robert, 1572-1631.
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either like Nabal, or Iudas: Tho more by many thousands die like hard-hearted sots in security, then in despaire of conscience. If it bee so with thee then, that thine heart, when thou shalt have received the sentence of death against thy selfe, die within thee as Naballs. (And most commonly, saith a worthy De∣vine, Conscience in many, is secure at the time of death: God in his iustice so plaguing an affected security in life, with an inflicted security at death.) I say then thou wilt become, as a stone: most prodigiously blockish; as tho there were no immortalitie of the Soule, no losse of eternall blisse; no Tribunall in Heaven, no account to bee made after this life, no burning in Hell for ever. Which will make the never-dying fire more scorching, and the ever-living worme more stinging; by how much thou wast more senselesse, and fearelesse of that fiery lake into which thou wast ready to fall. Death it selfe, saith the same Man, cannot awaken some con∣sciences, but no sooner come they into hell, but conscience is awakened to the full, never to sleepe more, and then she teareth with implacable fury, and teacheth forlorne wretches to know, that forbearance was no payment. But if it please God to take the other course with thee, and to let loose the cord of thy conscience upon thy dy∣ing Bed; thou wilt be strangled even with Hellish hor∣rour upon earth and damned above ground. That Worme of Hell, which is a continuall remorse, and fu∣rious reflexion of the Soule upon its owne willfull fol∣ly; whereby it hath lost everlasting ioyes, and must now lie in endlesse, easelesse and remedilesse torments, is set on worke, whilest thou art yet alive, and with desperate rage, and unspeakeable anguish will feede upon thy Soule and flesh. The least twitch whereof, not all the pleasures of ten thousand Worlds, would ever bee able to countervaile: For as the peace of a good, so the pangs of a guilty conscience are unspeak∣able. So that at that time, thou maist iustly take unto 0