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 Diogenes went about Athens with a lanthorn & candles at noon-day seeking honest men, so should a minister go front country to country, and from shire to shire. O how few would he find mourning for sin, Sin is so far from being a burden to them, that it is their sport and pastime, just Esau like. What did he when he had eat and drank; he rose up to play, Gen. xxv. How few are there like Ephraim, who smite upon their thigh, und cry out, What have I done. Men upon their ale-benches can wear, drink, rail against God, and defy the Holy One of Israel. O how few rail against their sins, and wish the death and destruction of them. How far cry out, Men and brethren, what shall we do to be saved; but on the contrary that it were roundly lamented for and reproved. Many do despight to the spirit of grace, and glory is these things for which they love cause to be ashamed. Says the vile swearer, I have swore such a man out of his house. Saith the drunkard, I have drank such a man under the table dead.

O sinners! pray read that place of the apostle, and there you may see year doom, I speak to impudent and incorrigible sinners, 2 Thes. ii. 12. That all will be damn- who believe not the truth, but have pleasure in unrighteousness. These words