Treatise Serious Thoughts Earthquake At Lisbon
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | treatise |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-treatise-serious-thoughts-earthquake-at-lisbon-013 |
| Words | 378 |
Nay, we may say more; they are the only happy men
upon earth; and that though we should have no regard at
all to the particular circumstances above mentioned; suppose
there was no such thing as a comet in the universe, or none
that would ever approach the solar system; suppose there
had never been an earthquake in the world, or that we were
assured there never would be another; yet what advantage
has a Christian (I mean always a real, scriptural Christian)
above all other men upon earth ! What advantage has he over you in particular, if you do
not believe the Christian system | For suppose you have
utterly driven away storms, lightnings, earthquakes, comets,
yet there is another grim enemy at the door; and you cannot
drive him away. It is death. “O that death,” (said a
gentleman of large possessions, of good health, and a cheerful
natural temper,) “I do not love to think of it! It comes in
and spoils all !” So it does indeed. It comes with its
“miscreated front,” and spoils all your mirth, diversions,
pleasures ! It turns all into the silence of a tomb, into
rottenness and dust; and many times it will not stay till the
trembling hand of old age beckons to it; but it leaps upon
you while you are in the dawn of life, in the bloom and
strength of your years. * *
* The morning flowers display their swects,
And gay their silken leaves unfold,
Unmindful of the noon-tide heats,
And fearless of the evening cold. Nipp'd by the wind's unkindly blast,
Parch'd by the sun's directer ray,
The momentary glories waste,
The short-lived beauties die away. And where are you then? Does your soul disperse and
dissolve into common air Or does it share the fate of its
former companion, and moulder into dust? Or does it
remain conscious of its own existence, in somc distant,
unknown world? It is all unknown A black, dreary,
melancholy scene ! Clouds and darkness rest upon it. But the case is far otherwise with a Christian. To him life
and immortality are brought to light. His eye pierces through
the vale of the shadow of death, and sees into the glories of
etermity.