The works of the Rev. Isaac Watts, D. D. in nine volumes (volume 1 of 9)Watts, Isaac
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The works of the Rev. Isaac Watts, D. D. in nine volumes (volume 1 of 9)
Watts, Isaac
Dissenters, Religious -- England; Sermons, English -- 18th century; Theology -- Early works to 1800; Theology -- History -- 18th century
There are others who employ the best powers of the soul in pursuing the
interests of this life; they are wise in contriving to gratify their
appetites, to fill their coffers, and to heap up to themselves wealth
and honours; and wise to secure all these to their posterity after
death: _They call their lands by their own names_, and perpetuate their
memory to the latest generation, but make no provision for their own
souls: they are wise to set in order their houses in the day of their
health, and all things prepared for their dying hour, besides the
concerns of their own eternity; these are delayed from day to day, and
left at the utmost hazard; and still they think the next month, or the
next year, it is time enough to prepare for heaven, when perhaps a
summons is sent suddenly from on high; _Thou fool this night is thy soul
required of thee_; Luke xii. 20. What confusion and fear, what hurry and
distress of spirit will seize you in that hour? You that have laid out
all your wisdom upon the little businesses of this life, and trifled
with affairs of everlasting importance; you must go down to the chambers
of death in surprize and anguish; you must leave all the fruits of your
wisdom behind you, and be branded for eternal fools.
I pity those who are blest with a large memory, and would plead with you
this day for the sake of your souls. The memory, it is a noble
repository of the mind, it is made to receive divine truths, to be
stored with the ideas of God and his grace, with the glories of Christ
and heaven; it is given us to furnish and supply the heart and tongue
upon all occasions, for worship, for conference, and for holy joy. What
pity it is so wondrous a capacity should be crowded with vile images,
with wanton scenes, with profane jests, and idle stories! Or, at best,
it is filled with gold and silver, and merchandize; with lands and
houses, ships and insurances; it is all inscribed with stocks,
annuities, and purchases, and turned into a mere book of accounts, a
trading shop, or an everlasting exchange: Night and day, the buyers and
sellers are passing through this temple, which should be consecrated to
God; and there is no room left for the thoughts of heaven there. Shall
these busy swarms of cares and vanities for ever fill up so large a
chamber of the soul? Shall impertinencies be for ever thrust into this
treasury? such as will stand you in no stead, when you are dismissed
from the body, but shall vanish all at once in that hour, and shall
leave your spirits poor and naked; or if they follow you to the world of
spirits, it will be but as so much fuel gathered for your future
burning.
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