and if it come not, search it more than treasures,
and rejoice when they can find the grave.”
They are generally weary of their lives, a trembling
heart they have, a sorrowful mind, and little or no
rest. Terror ubique tremor, timor undique et undique
terror. “Fears, terrors, and affrights in
all places, at all times and seasons.” Cibum
et potum pertinaciter aversantur multi, nodum in scirpo
quaeritantes, et culpam imaginantes ubi nulla est,
as Wierus writes de Lamiis lib. 3. c. 7. “they
refuse many of them meat and drink, cannot rest, aggravating
still and supposing grievous offences where there
are none.” God’s heavy wrath is kindled
in their souls, and notwithstanding their continual
prayers and supplications to Christ Jesus, they have
no release or ease at all, but a most intolerable torment,
and insufferable anguish of conscience, and that makes
them, through impatience, to murmur against God many
times, to rave, to blaspheme, turn atheists, and seek
to offer violence to themselves. Deut. xxviii.
65, 68. “In the morning they wish for evening,
and for morning in the evening, for the sight of their
eyes which they see, and fear of hearts.” [6743]Marinus
Mercennus, in his comment on Genesis, makes mention
of a desperate friend of his, whom, amongst others,
he came to visit, and exhort to patience, that broke
out into most blasphemous atheistical speeches, too
fearful to relate, when they wished him to trust in
God, Quis est ille Deus (inquit) ut serviam illi,
quid proderit si oraverim; si praesens est, cur non
succurrit? cur non me carcere, inertia, squalore confectum
liberat? quid ego feci? &c. absit a me hujusmodi Deus.
Another of his acquaintance broke out into like atheistical
blasphemies, upon his wife’s death raved, cursed,
said and did he cared not what. And so for the
most part it is with them all, many of them, in their
extremity, think they hear and see visions, outcries,
confer with devils, that they are tormented, possessed,
and in hell-fire, already damned, quite forsaken of
God, they have no sense or feeling of mercy, or grace,
hope of salvation, their sentence of condemnation
is already past, and not to be revoked, the devil will
certainly have them. Never was any living creature
in such torment before, in such a miserable estate,
in such distress of mind, no hope, no faith, past
cure, reprobate, continually tempted to make away themselves.
Something talks with them, they spit fire and brimstone,
they cannot but blaspheme, they cannot repent, believe
or think a good thought, so far carried; ut cogantur
ad impia cogitandum etiam contra voluntatem, said
[6744]Felix Plater, ad blasphemiam erga deum, ad
multa horrenda perpetranda, ad manus violentas sibi
inferendas, &c., and in their distracted fits
and desperate humours, to offer violence to others,
their familiar and dear friends sometimes, or to mere
strangers, upon very small or no occasion; for he
that cares not for his own, is master of another man’s