Портрет художника в юності
Chapter 3
TheunjustHecastsfromHim,cryinginHisoffendedmajesty:DEPARTFROMME,YECURSED,INTOEVERLASTINGFIREWHICHWASPREPAREDFORTHEDEVILANDHISANGELS.O,whatagonythenforthemiserablesinners!Friendistornapartfromfriend,childrenaretornfromtheirparents,husbandsfromtheirwives.Thepoorsinnerholdsouthisarmstothosewhoweredeartohiminthisearthlyworld,tothosewhosesimplepietyperhapshemadeamockof,tothosewhocounselledhimandtriedtoleadhimontherightpath,toakindbrother,toalovingsister,tothemotherandfatherwholovedhimsodearly.Butitistoolate:thejustturnawayfromthewretcheddamnedsoulswhichnowappearbeforetheeyesofallintheirhideousandevilcharacter.Oyouhypocrites,O,youwhitedsepulchres,Oyouwhopresentasmoothsmilingfacetotheworldwhileyoursoulwithinisafoulswampofsin,howwillitfarewithyouinthatterribleday?
Andthisdaywillcome,shallcome,mustcome:thedayofdeathandthedayofjudgement.Itisappointeduntomantodieandafterdeaththejudgement.Deathiscertain.Thetimeandmannerareuncertain,whetherfromlongdiseaseorfromsomeunexpectedaccident:theSonofGodcomethatanhourwhenyoulittleexpectHim.Bethereforereadyeverymoment,seeingthatyoumaydieatanymoment.Deathistheendofusall.
