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A43704 A sermon preached before the Queen, at White-Hall, on Sunday, Octob. 2, 1692 by Charles Hickman ... Hickman, Charles, 1648-1713. 1692 (1692) Wing H1901; ESTC R18595 11,711 33

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brings us to an untimely end And without the Spirit of Prophecy any one might easily foretell That a wicked man shall not live out half his days If the just revenge of both God and men should spare him yet how effectually does the Sinner destroy himself by Covetousness we starve and by Luxury we over-charge our Nature Anger inflames our Blood and Envy consumes our Flesh and every inordinate Desire is a secret exhausting of our Strength No Lust but feeds upon our Vitals no Passion but preys upon our Spirits and Sin no sooner enters into our Heart but it opens the door for Death Then the Worm insensibly grows upon us the Grave gets us under its dominion and from the very day that Vice took possession of our Soul we must date the dissolution of our Body Nay this is not the worst of our condition neither for Sin corrupts the Soul of Man also and depraves all our brighter Faculties it debauches our Will and darkens our Understanding and extinguishes that Reason which is our great Property and Prerogative God breathed into our nostrils the breath of Life a beam of Divine Light a spark of Heavenly Fire to ennoble our Nature and make us a living Soul the Image of God and Heirs of his Eternity But Lust puts out all this light within us enslaves our Mind and makes us degenerate into meer earth again it weighs down our Nature checks all our aspiring Thoughts and allows us to think of nothing but our Flesh Where Vice prevails and takes possession of our Senses it shuts up all the avenues of our Soul and lets nothing that is generous or commendable enter in The Beauty of Holiness cannot be seen the Charms of Wisdom cannot be heard nothing can be admitted but what will sooth our Lusts and flatter us in our iniquity And then 't is no wonder if we grow profligate in Vice and abandon'd to all manner of Uncleanness and can we suppose that such a Soul as this is fit to appear before the presence of its Maker Is there any place in Heaven for such impure Thoughts as these Unless we come there with a better mind and in a cleaner dress Go ye cursed will certainly be our doom Go to the torments which you have prepared for your selves let your Envy gnaw you still like a worm that never dies and your Anger still burn within you like the fire that never goes out and let your greedy desires be always craving but never satisfied like the bottomless pit that is ever filling but never full Oh the bitterness and anguish of this second Death When the Soul of Man must be always dying but never dead when eternal Torments will brood afresh upon his Nature and insufferable pains will propagate themselves within him when his own guilty Conscience shall always keep him waking his own desperate Resolutions shall strike him like spears and arrows to the heart and the remembrance of all his multitude of Sins shall stare him like so many ghastly Apparitions in the face These are the necessary consequences of an ungodly unrepented Life these are the genuine fruits of Sin which naturally grow upon a vitiated Soul so very naturally that our own Reason tells us it must be so that the Soul which is corrupted even that shall die and our vile Imaginations shall haunt us to the other World where all our immoderate delights shall be sower'd into so many intolerable torments Something like this every wicked man finds within himself even before his death as often as he allows himself to think so often his own Conscience acts the part of Hell and in the dismal remorses of his Soul he sees a resemblance of his future Judgment And now having set before you life and good and death and evil as a matter of information I come in the Second place to set them before you as an object of your choice 'T is Moses his own Use and Application of my Text in the following verses I call heaven and earth to record this day against you that I have set before you life and death therefore chuse life that both thou and thy seed may live I shall not here dispute with Moses whether it be in our power to chuse or not but taking for granted that it is I shall only inferr That when things of so very different natures are set before us one would think it an easie matter to be determin'd If our notions of Good and Evil are too weak to work upon us and hold our minds for some time in suspence yet surely Life and Death admit of no dispute One is the sole delight and the other the utter abhorrence of our Nature and a powerful instinct within us always inclines us to the better part And yet so absurd are we in our Practice as to follow those courses which in our judgment we condemn and our lives are the very contradiction of our desires We engage our selves in desperate ways before we consider where they are like to end and every appearance of pleasure drills us further on and when we do see at length what our end is like to prove we find it too tedious and perhaps too late to return Could we plead ignorance in our excuse we might have some hopes of mercy But when all these things are plainly set before us when we see the penalty and notwithstanding this will venture upon the offence what remains then but a fearful looking for of judgment Could we pretend impotence or incapacity in the case it might be a proper and allowable Plea but when these things are not only plainly represented to our judgment but are fairly offer'd to our choice and yet we will chuse amiss What can we say to stop the hand of Justice or when Justice lays hold upon us what can we say to excuse our folly Why did we run so blindly on and never look before us Why we suppos'd perhaps that some lucky mischance might stop us in our full career and the breaking of a Leg might save our Neck A wild course and as extravagant a supposition We hop'd the time would come when we should be disabled from following our Vices any longer and then we should have leisure to stand still and repent and be very vertuous again A strange kind of hope that can never take place till we come to the very season of despair We expect perhaps that some violent motion of the Spirit should carry us up to Heaven like St. Paul and if we are but passive in the case if we are not disobedient to the heavenly motion we presume there is nothing more for us to do And it is a presumption indeed too groundless to be believ'd and too senseless to be answer'd We may flatter our selves if we please with such airy hopes and depend upon a Salvation of our own contriving but if we would go upon certain grounds 't is sufficient for us That God himself whose gift it