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weight of this wrath. It made him sweat blood in the garden. He that could
do all things, and speak all things, was put to this, "What shall I say?"
When this condemnation was so terrible to him, who was that Mighty One
upon whom all help was laid, what shall it be to you? No man's sorrow was
ever like his, nor pain ever like his, if all the scattered torments were
united in one; but because he was God he overcame, and came out from under
it. But what do you think shall be the estate of those who shall endure
that same torment?--and not for three days, or three years, or some
thousands of years, but beyond imagination,--to all eternity?

I beseech you consider this condemnation which ye are adjudged unto, and
do not lie under it. Do ye think ye can endure what Christ endured? Do ye
think ye can bear wrath according to God's power and justice? And yet the
judgment is come upon all men to this condemnation. But alas! who fears
him according to his wrath? Who knows the power of his anger? Ye sleep
secure, as if all matters were past and over your head. We declare unto
you in the Lord's name, that this condemnation is yet above you, because
you have not judged yourselves. It is preached unto you that ye may flee
from it; but since ye will not condemn yourselves, this righteous Judge
must condemn you.

Now, since it is so, that such a condemnatory sentence is passed on all
men, what a privilege must it be, to be delivered from it,--to have that
sentence repealed by some new act of God's mercy and favour? David
proclaims him a blessed man whose sins are forgiven and covered; and
indeed he is blessed who escapes that pit of eternal misery, though there
were no more. Though there were no title to an inheritance and kingdom
above, to be delivered from that wrath to come upon the children of
disobedience, this is more happiness than the enjoyment of all earthly
delights. "What shall a man give in exchange for his soul?" "Skin for
skin, yea, all that a man hath will he give for his life." These riches
and advantages and pleasures that men spend their labour for, all these
they part with in such a hazard. The covetous man, he will cast his
coffers overboard ere he will lose his life; the voluptuous man, he will
suffer pain and torment in cutting off a member, ere he die. But if men
knew their souls, and what an immortality and eternity expects them, they
would not only give skin for skin, and all that they have, for their soul,