Andrew Jones, The black book of conscience, or… (1822)
“ Fruitless fig-trees they are, that bear nothing but leaves, ‘Cut them down,’ says Christ, ‘and case them the into the fire.’ To perish in a prison or on a dunghill, is nothing; to die for want of food is nothing: Lazarus did so, whilst Dives, with his delicious fare, died on his bed of downs, and was cast into hell. You that lie on beds of ivory, and have your hangings of needle-work, if you get not Christ and a good conscience, hell shall be your fate, and devils your companions, to torment you for ever. ‘And who shall be able to stand in the day of God’s wrath? ”
