AN AWFUL DOGMA
9%Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Jan 9, 1901
FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 27, No. 2.
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“Infinite years in torment shall I spend, And never, never have an end. Ah! must I live in torturing despair As many years as atoms in the air; When these are past, as many millions more As grains of sand that bound the ebbing shore; When these run out, as many more behind As leaves of forests shaken by the wind; When these are spent, as many more to flow As blades of grass on hill and dales that grow; When these run out, as many on the march As starry lamps that gild the spangled arch; When these are gone, as many millions more As every moment in the age before; When all these doleful years are spent in pain, And multiplied by myriads yet again, I must in that fierce grief in misery lie, And madly writhe to all eternity.”
He [the Lord] will exert all His divine attributes to make them as wretched as the capacity of their nature will admit. . . . They must be perpetually revealing their enormous sums of guilt, and still running deeper, immensely deeper, in debt to divine and infinite justice. Hence after the longest imaginable period, they will be so far from having discharged their debt that they will find more due than when they first began to suffer. . . . His fiery indignation kindles, and His incensed fury feeds the flame of their torment, while His powerful presence and operation maintain their being, and render their powers most acutely sensible, thus setting the keenest edge upon their pain, and making it cut most intolerably deep.