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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=461149" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Short Discourse on Eternity</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 1 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What Mortal man can with his Span<br>mete out Eternity?<br>Or fathom it by depth of Wit,<br>or strength of Memory?<br>The lofty Sky is not so high,<br>Hells depth to this is small:<br>The World so wide is but a stride,<br>compared therewithall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Isa. 57:15<br>Mark. 3:29<br>Matt. 25:46</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 2 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is a main great Ocean,<br>withouten bank or bound:<br>A deep Abyss, wherein there is<br>no bottom to be found.<br>This World hath stood now since the Flood,<br>four thousand years well near,<br>And had before endured more<br>than sixteen hundred year.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 3 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But what's the time from the Worlds prime,<br>unto this present day,<br>If we thereby Eternity<br>to measure should assay?<br>The whole duration since the Creation,<br>though long, yet is more little,<br>If placed by Eternity,<br>then is the smallest tittle.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 4 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tell every Star both near and far,<br>in Heav'ns bright Canopee,<br>That doth appear throughout the year,<br>of high or low degree:<br>Tell every Tree that thou canst see<br>in this vast Wilderness,<br>Up in the Woods, down by the Floods,<br>in thousand miles progress.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 5 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sum is vast, yet not so vast,<br>but that thou may'st go on<br>To multiply the Leaves thereby,<br>that hang those Trees upon:<br>Add thereunto the Drops, that thou<br>imaginest to be<br>In April Show'rs, that bring forth Flow'rs,<br>and blossoms plenteously:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 6 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Number the Fowls and living Souls<br>that through the Air do Fly,<br>The winged Hosts in all their Coasts<br>beneath the Starry Sky:<br>Count all the Grass as thou dost pass<br>through many a pasture-land,<br>And dewy Drops that on the tops<br>of Herbs and Plants do stand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 7 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Number the Sand upon the Stran,<br>and Atomes of the Air;<br>And do thy best on Man and Beast,<br>to reckon every Hair:<br>Take all the Dust, if so thous lust,<br>and add to thine Account:<br>Yet shall the Years of sinners tears,<br>the Number far surmount.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">2 Thes. 1:9<br>Rev. 14:11</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 8 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nought joyn'd to nought can ne're make ought,<br>nor Cyphers make a Sum:<br>Nor things Finite, to infinite<br>by multipying come:<br>A Cockle-shell may serve as well<br>to lade the Ocean dry,<br>As finite things and Reckonings<br>to bound Eternity.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 9 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O happy they that live for aye,<br>with Christ in Heav'n above!<br>Who know withal, that nothing shall<br>deprive them of his love.<br>Eternity, Eternity!<br>Oh, were it not for thee,<br>The Saints in bliss and happiness<br>could never happy be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">1 Thes. 4:17<br>Rom. 8:38, 39</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 10 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For if they were in any fear,<br>that this their joy might cease,<br>It would annoy (if not destroy)<br>and interrupt their peace:<br>But being sure it shall endure<br>so long as God shall live;<br>The thoughts of this unto their bliss,<br>do full perfection give.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">1 John 4:18<br>John 6:35, 40, 51<br>Rev. 21:4</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 11 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cheer up, ye Saints, amidst your wants,<br>and sorrows many a one,<br>Lift up the head, shake off all dread,<br>and moderate your mone.<br>Your sufferings and evil things<br>will suddenly be past;<br>Your sweet Fruitions, and blessed Visions,<br>for evermore shall last.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Heb. 12:12<br>2 Cor. 4:17<br>Psal. 16:11</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 12 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lament and mourn you that must burn<br>amidst those flaming Seas:<br>If once you come to such a doom,<br>for ever farewel ease.<br>O sad estate and desparate,<br>that never can be mended,<br>Until Gods Will shall change, or till<br>Eternity be ended!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Luke 13:28<br>Matt. 25:41, 46<br>Rev. 14:11</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 13 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If any one this Question<br>shall unto me propound:<br>What, have the years of sinners tears<br>no limits, or no bound?<br>It kills our heart to think of smart,<br>and pains that last for ever;<br>And hear of fire that shall expire,<br>or be extinguish'd never.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mark. 9:43, 44</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 14 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'le Answer make (and let them take<br>my words as I intend them:<br>For this is all the Cordial<br>that here I have to lend them)<br>When Heav'n shall cease to flow with peace<br>and all felicity;<br>Then Hell may cease to be the place<br>of Wo and Misery.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 15 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Heav'n is Hell, when Ill is Well,<br>when Vertue turns to Vice,<br>When wrong is Right, when Dark is Light,<br>When Nought is of great price:<br>Then may the years of sinners tears<br>and sufferings expire,<br>And all the hosts of damned ghosts<br>escape out of Hell-fire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 16 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Christ above shall cease to love,<br>when God shall cease to reign,<br>And be no more, as heretofore,<br>the Worlds great Sovereign,<br>Or not be just, or favour lust,<br>or in mens sins delight:<br>Then wicked men (and not till then)<br>to Heav'n may take their flight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 17 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Gods great Power shall be brought lower,<br>by forreign Puissance;<br>Or be decay'd, and weaker made<br>through Times continuance<br>When drowsiness shall him oppress,<br>and lay him fast asleep:<br>Then sinful men may break their pen,<br>and out of Prison creep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 18 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When those in Glory shall be right sorry<br>they may not change their place,<br>And wish to dwell with them in Hell,<br>never to see Christs face:<br>Then those in pain may freedom gain,<br>and be with Glory bright:<br>Then Hellish Fiends may be Christ's Friends,<br>and heirs of Heaven hight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 19 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then, Ah poor men! what, not till then?<br>No, not an hour before:<br>For God is just, and therefore must<br>torment them evermore.<br>ETERNITY! ETERNITY!<br>thou mak'st hard hearts to bleed:<br>The thoughts of thee in misery,<br>do make men wail indeed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 20 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When they remind what's still behind,<br>and ponder this word NEVER,<br>That they must here be made to bear<br>Gods Vengeance for EVER:<br>The thought of this more bitter is,<br>then all they feel beside,<br>Yet what they feel, nor heart of steel,<br>nor Flesh of Brass can bide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mark. 9:43, 44,<br>45, 46 &c.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>[ 21 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To lye in wo, and undergo<br>the direful pains of Hell,<br>And know withall, that there they shall<br>for aye, and ever dwell;<br>And that they are from rest as far<br>when fifty thousand year,<br>Twice told, are spent in punishment,<br>as when they first came there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">2 Thes. 1:8, 9<br>Mat. 25:46<br>Rev. 14:10, 11</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[ 22 ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This, Oh! this makes Hells fiery flakes<br>much more intolerable;<br>This makes frail wights and damned sprights,<br>to bear their plagues unable.<br>This makes men bite, for fell despite,<br>their very tongues in twain:<br>This makes them rore for great horror,<br>and trebleth all their pain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Wigglesworth">Michael Wigglesworth</a><div class=q>
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What Mortal man can with his Span
mete out Eternity?
Or fathom it by depth of Wit,
or strength of Memory?
The lofty Sky is not so high,
Hells depth to this is small:
The World so wide is but a stride,
compared therewithall.

Isa. 57:15
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