is manifest, Son, remember thou in thy life time receivedst thy good things, and Lazarus evil, now therefore is he comforted and thou art tormented, said Abraham to that rich man in Hell.
2. For Eternity to come, they shall consider, That this Eternity is another Hell in Hell; might they endure those horrible pains, and extream horrors, no more millions of years, then there are creatures both in Heaven and earth, they would comfort them∣selves with this thought, My misery will at last have an end; but this word [Eternity] it rents their very heart in pieces, it rents their very throat with hideous roarings, it gives a new life to their insufferable sorrows: O my soul, doest thou not tremble at this consideration. Imagine thou heardst Judas roaring in Hell flames, I have now suffered above One thousand six hundred years since I betrayed Christ, and through the extremity of torment, I have thought these One thousand six hundred, to have been a thou∣sand, thousand, thousand, thousand years: O when will be an end of these sufferings! When? couldst thou tell stellas coeli, stillas roris, undas aquei flueris, &c. all the stars of Heaven, stills of dew, drops of rain, fleeces of snow, flowers of the Spring, colours of flowers, fruits of the earth, grains of corn, leaves of trees, beasts of the field, motes of the Sun flying in the ayr, hairs on thy head, sands on the sea shore, piles of grass growing on the earth; and shouldst thou adde to these, all the thoughts of men, the motions and mutations of all the creatures, and number all these by all the additions and multiplications of Arithmetick, enough to fill volumns reaching from earth unto Heaven, as yet thou hast not measured the length, the middle of Eternity: O Judas here is thy lot, thou hast fryed in Hell above a thousand years, thou must be tormented in those flames a hundred thousand years, ten hundred thousand years, a thou∣sand millions of years, a thousand, thousand, thousand, thousand millions of years, of ages; and when all those years and ages are gone and past, thou art as far from the end of thy torments, as thou wert at the beginning, when thou hangedst thy self, and first wentst down to Hell. O my soul, here's a Meditation able to startle thee from the sleep of sin: No question, at these thoughts, Judas and all the damned in Hell take on with infinite anguish, and inraged indignation: Hence comes that horrible hatred, and perpetual blasphemies which the damned utter