PREFACE
John Bunyan was
a 17th century English preacher who spent twelve years in prison
for his Christian faith and wrote over 40 books. His best known
writing is Pilgrim’s Progress, one of the most famous and
popular books in all of world history.
John Bunyan wrote
the following account when he was a young man, of how an angel
was sent by the Lord to take him to see heaven and hell. It is a
true story, not an allegory or fictional book. While all visions
must be judged by the Bible, these seem very scriptural and were
used by the Lord to help transform young John into a mighty man
of God.
CONTENTS
1. Planning Suicide
2. Beyond the Sun and Stars
3. Elijah Explains
4. The Happiness of Heaven
5. We Shall Know Each Other
6. Conducted to Hell
7. The Tortures of Hell
8. A Lost Soul Speaks
9. Further Conversations
10. An Atheist in Hell
Chapter 1: Planning Suicide
When evil persons have gone in a life of sin, and find that they
have reason to fear the just judgment of God, they begin at
first to wish there were no God to punish them. Then little by
little they persuade themselves that there is no God, and look
for arguments to back their opinion. I had the unhappiness to
know someone like this, who would always be telling me there was
neither God nor devil, and no heaven or hell.
It was with fear and trembling that I first heard him speak
about these topics, but he spoke of them so often that I felt I
must consider what he said. From this time I found my mind so
confused that I could not remember the truths about God which
had appeared so clear to me before. I could not think there was
no God but with the greatest horror, yet I questioned the truth
of His being. I would not have parted with my hope of heaven for
all the riches of the world, yet now I was not sure whether
there was any such place.
In my confusion I went to my false friend to see what comfort he
could give me. He only laughed at my fears and pretended to pity
my weakness. His talks only made me more confused, until life
became a burden to me. It is impossible to tell you the agonies
I felt, until I was pushed to the edge of desperation. I
thought, "Why should I linger between despair and hope? Would it
not be better to end my life and find out what is the truth?" So
I decided to kill myself.
One morning I went out into a nearby woods, where I had planned
to kill myself. But before I tried to use the knife I heard a
secret whisper say,
"Do not fall into everlasting misery to gratify the enemy of
your soul.
The fatal stroke you are about to give yourself will seal your
own damnation. For if there is a God, as surely as there is, how
can you hope for mercy from Him if you willfully destroy
yourself who were made in His image?"
Where this secret whisper came from, I do not know, but I
believe it came from God; for it came with so much power it made
me throw away my knife, and it showed me the great evil of
suicide. The horror of what I had almost done made me shake so
much that I could hardly stand.
I recognized my deliverance to have come from the Lord, and in
gratitude
I returned thanks.
I knelt down on the ground and worshipped Him, asking that He
would take away the blackness in my soul so that I would never
again question His being or great power which I had just
experienced.
Suddenly I was surrounded with a glorious light, brighter than
anything I had ever seen before. I saw coming toward me a
glorious person like a man, but circled with beams of light and
glory which shined from him as he came nearer. I tried to stand
up, but had no strength left in me, so I fell flat on my face.
As he lifted me up and I was given new strength, I said to him,
"O my shining deliverer, how shall I acknowledge my
thankfulness, and in what manner should I adore you?"
With majesty and mildness he replied, "Pay your adorations to
God, and not to me who am your fellow-creature. I am sent from
Him Whose being you have so lately denied, to stop you from
falling into eternal ruin."
This touched my heart with such a sense of my own unworthiness
that I could only cry out, "Oh, how utterly unworthy I am of all
this grace and mercy!" To this the heavenly messenger replied,
"When God decided to show mercy He did not consult your
unworthiness, but His own unbounded goodness and vast love. He
saw how the grand enemy of souls desired your ruin, but He
upheld you by His secret power. Through this, when Satan thought
that you were destroyed, the snare was broken and you have
escaped." These words made me break forth into song, and I
praised my Savior and declared that He is God alone.
Chapter 2: Beyond the
Sun and Stars
The heavenly messenger then
said, "That you may never doubt the reality of eternal things, I
have come to show you the truth of them: not by faith only but
also by sight. I will show you things never yet seen by mortal
eye, and to that end your eyes shall be strengthened and made
able to behold heavenly things."
At these words of the angel I was very surprised, and doubted I
would be able to bear it. I said to him, "Who is able to bear
such a sight?"
To this he replied, "The joy of the Lord shall be your
strength." When he had said this, he took hold of me and said,
"Fear not, for I am sent to show the things you have not seen."
Then before I was aware I found myself far above the earth,
which seemed now to be very small.
Then I said to my bright conductor, "Please let it not offend
you if I ask a question or two." To this he replied, "Speak on.
It is my work to inform you of what you ask. For I am a
ministering spirit, sent forth to minister to you and to those
that will inherit salvation."
Then I said, "Please inform me about that dark spot below, which
has grown smaller and smaller as we have mounted higher, and
which appears much darker since I have come into this region of
light."
My conductor replied, "That little spot that now looks so dark
and despised is the world which you have lived on. To obtain one
small part of that spot of earth so many men have risked and
lost their immortal souls; which are so precious that the Prince
of Peace has told us that though a man could gain the whole
world, it would not equal so great a loss. As you have ascended
higher towards heaven, the world has appeared still smaller and
more insignificant; and it will appear the same to all who can
by faith get their hearts above it. If the sons of men below
could but see the world as it is, they would not covet it as
they do now, but alas, they are in a state of darkness. And what
is worse, they love to walk in this darkness. For although the
prince of Light came down among them and showed them the true
light of life, yet they go on in darkness and will not bring
themselves to the light, because their deeds are evil."
Then I asked him, "What are those multitudes of black and
horrible forms that hover in the air above the world? I would
have been much afraid of them, but I saw that as you passed by,
they fled; perhaps not being able to abide your brightness."
To this he answered me, "They are the fallen angels which for
their pride and rebellion were cast down from heaven. They
wander in the air by decree of the Almighty, being bound in
chains of darkness and kept unto the judgment of the great day.
They are permitted to descend into the world, both for the trial
of the elect, and for the condemnation of the wicked. And
although you see that they now have black and horrible forms,
yet they were once the sons of Light. They once were clothed in
robes of glorious brightness, like what you see me wear. But the
loss of this, although it was the result of their own willful
sin, fills them with anger and hatred against the ever blessed
God Whose power and majesty they fear and hate.
"Tell me," I said, "O blessed conductor, have they no hopes of
being reconciled to God again, after some term of time, or at
least some of them?"
"No, not at all. They are lost forever. They were the first that
sinned, and had no tempter; and they were all at once cast down
from heaven. Besides, the Son of God, the blessed Messiah by
Whom alone salvation can be gained, did not take upon Himself
the angelic nature. He left the apostate angels all to perish,
and took upon Himself only the seed of Abraham. For this reason
they have so much hatred against the sons of men, because it is
a torment for them to see men made the heirs of heaven while
they are doomed to hell."
By this time we were above the sun. My conductor told me this
mighty globe of fire was one of the great works of God. Yet all
the stars were not less wonderful; whose great distance away
makes them appear like candles in our sight. They hang in their
appointed places without any support. Nothing but His word that
first created them could keep them in their station.
"These words are enough," I said to my conductor, "To convince
anyone of the great power of their Creator, and to show the evil
of that unbelief which questions the being of the God who has
given so many evidences of His power and glory. If men were not
like beasts still looking downwards, they could not help but
acknowledge His great power and wisdom."
"You speak what is true," he replied. "But you will see far
greater things than these. These are but the scaffolds and
outworks to that glorious place that the blessed above inhabit.
A view of it shall now be given to you, as far as you are able
to comprehend it."
In a few moments I found what my conductor had told me was true.
For I found myself transferred into heaven, where I saw things
that are impossible to describe, and heard beautiful songs that
I could never sing. Whoever has not seen that glory can speak
but very imperfectly of it, and they that have seen it cannot
tell the thousandth part of what it is. Therefore the great
apostle of the Gentiles, who tells us that he had been caught up
into paradise where he had heard unspeakable words which are not
possible for a man to utter, wrote that "Eye has not seen, nor
ear heard, nor has it entered into the heart of man to conceive
the things that God has prepared for those that love him." I
will give you the best account I can of what I saw and heard, as
near as I can remember.
Chapter 3: Elijah
Explains
When I was first brought near
this glorious place I saw innumerable hosts of bright
attendants, who welcomed me into this blessed place of
happiness. And there I saw that perfect and unapproachable
light, that changes all things into its own nature, for even the
souls of the glorified saints are transparent. They are not
illumined by the sun; but all that light, that flows with such
transparent brightness throughout these heavenly mansions, is
nothing else but the shining forth of the Divine glory.
Compared to this glory, the light of the sun is but darkness,
and the fire of the most sparkling jewels are but dead coals.
Therefore it is called The Throne of the Glory of God, where the
radiance of the divine Majesty is revealed in the most
illustrious manner. God was too bright for me to look upon as He
was exalted on the high throne of His glory, while multitudes of
angels and saints sang forth eternal hallelujahs and praises to
Him. Well may He be called the God of Glory, for by His presence
He makes heaven what it is. Rivers of pleasure continually
spring forth from the divine Presence, and radiate cheerfulness,
joy, and splendor to all the blessed inhabitants of heaven, the
seat of His eternal empire.
For my own part, I was too weak to bear the least ray of glory
that shot from that everlasting Spring of Light which sat upon
the throne. I was forced to cry out to my conductor, "The sight
of so much glory is too great for me to bear, yet it is so
refreshing and delightful that I would desire to look, though I
die."
"No, no," said my conductor, "death cannot enter this blessed
place, nor sin nor sorrow can abide. It is the glory of this
happy place to be forever freed from all that is evil; and
without that freedom, our blessedness even here would be
imperfect. Come along with me and I will bring you to one who is
in the body, as you are. Talk with him for a while before I take
you back again."
"O rather," I eagerly said, "let me stay here. There is no need
of building tabernacles, for the heavenly mansions are already
prepared." My shining messenger replied to this, "Here in a
while you shall forever be, but the divine will must first be
obeyed."
Swift as thought he conveyed me past thousands of angels, and
presented me to that great saint, the prophet Elijah. Though he
had lived in the world many hundreds of years ago, I knew him at
first sight.
"Here is one," said my conductor to Elijah, "who by the
commission of the Imperial Throne has been permitted to visit
these realms of light, and I have brought him to you, to learn
from you."
"That," said the prophet, "I shall gladly do. For it is our meat
and drink in these blessed regions to do the will of God and the
Lamb, to sing His praises, and serve Him with the humblest
adoration, saying, 'Blessing, and honor, and glory, and power,
be unto Him that sits upon the throne; and to the Lamb for ever
and ever: for He has redeemed us to God by His blood out of
every kindred and tongue, and people and nation, and has made us
unto our God kings and priests: even so, Amen.'" And I likewise
added my "Amen" to that of the holy prophet.
The prophet then asked me why this great permission and
privilege was given to me. (By which I understand the saints in
heaven are ignorant of what is done on earth; so how can prayers
be directed to them?) I then told him the events I have already
written here, at which the holy prophet broke forth in praise,
"Glory for ever be given to Him that sits on the throne, and to
the Lamb, for His unbounded goodness and great condescension to
the weakness of a poor and doubting sinner." After this he said,
"Now give attention to what I shall speak. What you have already
seen and heard I am sure you cannot make fully understood to
those not yet translated to this glorious place, who have not
yet been freed from their earthly bodies. Nor is my being here
in the body any objection to what I say; for although it has not
been subject to death, yet it has been equally changed. It has
been made spiritual, and is no longer able to suffer. Yet in
this full state of happiness I cannot utter all that I enjoy,
nor do I know what shall yet be enjoyed, for here our happiness
is always new."
I then asked the blessed prophet to explain himself. I did not
understand how happiness could be complete, and yet still be
added to. The following was his reply:
"When the soul and body are both happy, as mine now are, I count
it a complete state of happiness. For throughout all the coming
ages of eternity, it is the soul and body joined together in the
blessed resurrection state that shall receive this happiness.
But concerning the object of our happiness, which is the ever-
adorable and blessed God, our vision of Him is forever new. For
as the divine perfections are infinite, nothing less than
eternity can be sufficient to display their glory. This makes
our happiness eternally added to, as well as our knowledge of
Him to be eternally progressive also.
"Therefore the apostle Paul said, 'Eye has not seen, nor ear
heard, nor can it enter into the heart of man to conceive what
God has prepared for those who love him.' Yet the human eye has
seen many admirable things in nature. It has seen mountains of
crystal, and rocks of diamonds, it has seen mines of gold, and
coasts of pearls. Nevertheless, the eye that has seen so many
wonders in the world below could never pry into the glories of
this triumphant place. And though the ear of man has heard many
delightful and harmonious sounds, even all that man and nature
could supply him with, yet he has never heard the heavenly
melody which both saints and angels make before the throne. The
heart of man is so fine and imaginative that it can conceive
almost anything that is, or was, or ever shall be in the world
below, and even what shall never be. Man can conceive that every
stone on earth shall be turned into pearls, and every blade of
grass into the brightest of shining jewels. He can conceive that
the whole earth be turned into a mass of pure gold, and the air
turned into crystal. He can conceive every star to become as
bright as the sun, and the sun to be a thousand times larger and
brighter. But all this is infinitely short of what the eternal
Majesty has prepared for all His faithful followers."
Chapter 4: The
Happiness of Heaven
The prophet continued, "I will
briefly tell you about our happiness here, for ages spent on
this delightful theme would only begin to explain it. That you
may have the best understanding, I will first explain about what
the redeemed souls have been delivered from, and secondly about
the happiness that they enjoy here.
"Firstly, the souls of all the blessed are forever freed from
everything that can make them miserable, which above all is sin.
It was sin that brought misery into creation. The blessed God at
first made all things happy, like Himself. Had not sin defaced
the beauty of His workmanship, angels and men would have never
known what is meant by misery. It was sin that threw the
apostate angels down into hell, and spoiled the beauty of the
lower world. It was sin that defaced God's image in man's soul,
and made the ones who were to be the lords of creation into
slaves of their own lust. It is sin which can also plunge them
into an ocean of eternal misery from which is no redemption. It
is an invaluable mercy that in this happy place all the saints
are forever freed from sin through the blood of our Redeemer. In
the earth below, the best and holiest of souls groan under the
burden of corruption. Sin tries to cling to all that they do,
and often leads them captive against their will. "Who shall
deliver me?" has been the cry of many of God's faithful
servants, who at the same time have been dear to Jesus. Sin is
the heavy weight upon the saints while they live in their
corrupted flesh. Therefore when they lay their bodies down,
their souls are like a bird loosed from its cage, and with a
heavenly joy they rise up to heaven. But here their warfare is
at an end, and 'death is swallowed up in victory.' Below their
souls were deformed and stained by sin, but here their bright
souls by the ever-blessed Jesus are presented to the Father
'without spot or wrinkle.'
"Not only are the saints here free from sin, but also from any
temptation to sin. When Adam was in paradise, though he was
innocent and free from sin, yet he was not free from temptation.
Satan got into paradise and Adam fatally yielded to his
temptations. Like a disease, sin has eaten into the human nature
and corrupted all mankind.
"Here each soul is freed from this. Nothing but what is pure and
holy can find admission here. That roaring lion who roams back
and forth throughout the earth seeking whom he may devour, in
respect to the saints in heaven, is bound fast in everlasting
chains. The temptations of the world shall never again allure
those who through faith and patience have overcome it and safely
arrived here. In heaven we look with contempt on all earthly
enjoyments. There is nothing here that can disturb our peace,
but an eternal calm crowns all our happiness.
"Since we are freed from all sin and its effects, we are also
rescued from punishment. After death, hell confines the sinner
to eternal misery. Yet the blessed are delivered from all these
things.
"However, these things are but the least part of the happiness
of heaven. Our joys are positive, more than just the negative
that we have been redeemed from. What these are I shall try to
show you.
"Here we enjoy the sight of God, the blessed spring and eternal
source of all our happiness. But what this is, I can no more
fully explain than can finite creatures comprehend infinity. Yet
the sight of God continually fills our souls with joy
unspeakable and full of glory, and with a love so flaming that
nothing but the blessed author of it can satisfy, nor eternity
itself can end. It is that which makes us live, love, sing, and
praise forever while it also transforms us into His blessed
likeness. Beholding God's face, we enjoy His love. His blessed
smiles make glad our souls, and in His favor we rejoice
continually, 'for in His favor is life.' And by this blessed
vision of God, we come to know Him far above how any had known
Him in the world below. For the sight of Him opens our
understandings, and 'gives us the light of the knowledge of the
glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.' Here we all enjoy Him
face to face. Below the saints enjoy God in a measure, but here
we enjoy Him without measure. There they have some sips of His
goodness, but here we drink largely and swim in the boundless
ocean of happiness. Below the saints have their communion with
God broken off many times, but here it is uninterrupted. Below
love is mixed with fear, and fear has torment; but here love is
perfect, and perfect love casts out fear. In heaven we love God
more than ourselves, and one another like ourselves. Here we
enjoy the perfection of all grace.
"In heaven our understanding and knowledge is enlarged according
to the greatness of what we can observe and think. In the world
below light could only shine into our minds through the windows
of our senses, so God had to condescend to our limited
capacities when revealing His Majesty. Our purest ideas of God
were very imperfect, but here the gold is separated from the
dross and we can conceive the simplicity and purity of God. We
understand about His decrees and counsels, His providence and
dispensations. We clearly see here that from eternity God was
sole existing, but not solitary, that the Godhead is neither
confused in unity, nor divided in number. We see that there is a
priority of order but no superiority among the persons of the
Trinity, but that they equally have the same excellency and
power, and equally are adored. Those ways of God that in the
world below seemed unsearchable and beyond our comprehension, we
understand so clearly here by His divine wisdom that the truth
could not be made more simple.
"These are some of the things that make our souls happy.
However, the happiness of the saints in heaven will not be
complete until their bodies are resurrected and united with
their souls. I will therefore show you what the resurrection
body shall be like:
"First, the resurrection bodies of the blessed will be spiritual
bodies, like mine. You may better understand this not only by
seeing but by touch. (After saying this, the holy prophet was
pleased to give me his hand.) They will be bodies that are
purified from all corruption, yet will have substance. They will
not be like wind or air, as people on earth sometimes foolishly
imagine."
Then I said to him that I always understood spiritual as the
opposite of material, so I thought that a spiritual body must be
immaterial, and not capable of being touched or felt as I found
his hand was.
To this the prophet replied that their bodies were spiritual,
not only because they were purified from all corruption, but as
they were sustained by the enjoyment of God without needing
food, drink, or sleep. Beholding the Lord is what supports both
their souls and their bodies, and is what they live upon
forever. “Have you not read,” said the prophet, “that the
blessed Jesus, after His resurrection, appeared in His body to
His disciples when they were met together in a chamber and the
doors shut about them? And yet He called to
Thomas to come and reach forth his hand and thrust it into His
side, which shows it had substance.
“Our bodies in the resurrection shall be immortal, and incapable
of dying. Below their bodies are all mortal, perishing, and
subject to crumbling into dust at any time. But here our bodies
will be incorruptible and freed from death forever, for our
corruption here shall put on incorruption, and our mortality
will be swallowed up of life."
Here I desired the prophet to bear with me a little, while I
gave him an account of my own ideas about these matter.
“Speak, for I am ready to remove your doubt,” he said.
“I have learned,” I said, “in the holy Scriptures that
immortality belongs to God only, and not to men. Daily
experience tells us that bodies of men are mortal, and die.
Therefore Paul told Timothy that God only has immortality.”
“When I say that the bodies of the blessed here are immortal, I
am speaking about the bodies in their resurrected state, that
then they are subject to death no more. Man in his corruptible
state is mortal and subject to death. And there is nothing more
evident to all that dwell in the world below. Even the bodies of
all those glorified souls that are here in heaven are at this
time still kept under the power of death. At the resurrection
day, when they shall be raised up again, they shall then be
immortal. And as to what you say from the Scripture, that the
blessed God has only immortality, it is very true. He is most
essentially so in His own being and nature; there is no angel or
man that can, in that strict sense, be said to be so. We are
immortal through His grace and favor; but God is immortal in His
essence and has been so from all eternity. In that sense He may
well be said only to have immortality. Whatever the blessed God
is, He is essentially so in His own being. It can likewise be
said that He only is holy, and there is none good but God, none
righteous, nor none merciful but He.”
Chapter 5: We Shall
Know Each Other
I remarked, “As I was brought
here, I saw among the saints some that appeared to shine with
greater brightness than the others. Are there among the blessed
different degrees of glory?”
“The happiness and glory which all the blessed here enjoy is the
result of their communion with and love to the ever blessed God.
The more we see Him, the more we love Him; and love changes our
souls into His nature, and from this results our glory. This
makes a difference in the degrees of glory. Nor is there any
murmuring in one to see another’s glory much greater than his
own. The ever blessed God is an unbounded ocean of light and
life, and joy and happiness, still filling every vessel that is
put therein, till it can hold no more. And though the vessels
are of several sizes, while each is filled there is none that
can complain. My answer therefore to your question is that those
who have the most enlarged capacity do love God most, and are
thereby changed most into His likeness. This is the highest
glory heaven can give. Nor let this seem strange to you, for
even among God’s flaming angels there are diversities of order
and different degrees of glory.
While I was talking with the prophet a shining form drew near.
It was one of the redeemed. He told me he had left his body
below resting in hope until the resurrection; and that though he
was still a substance yet it was an immaterial one, not to be
touched by mortal.
He said, “We here behold a sight worth dying for- the blessed
Lamb of God, the glorious Savior. Here we see Him in His kingly
office, on account of which He is called King of kings and Lord
of lords. But all the glorious greatness of our blessed Redeemer
does not make His kindness seem distant, but only more precious.
It makes heaven more than heaven to me to find Him reigning
here, Who suffered so much for me in the world below. And our
Redeemer’s great happiness increases our own, as He invites each
faithful servant to enter into his Master’s joy.
“Here we see not only our elder Brother, Christ, but also our
friends and relatives. Although Elijah lived in the world below
long before your time, you no sooner saw him than you knew him.
And so you will also know Adam when you see him. Here we
communicate the purest pleasure to each other, a sincere ardent
love uniting our society. And oh, how happy is that state of
love! Where there is love like this, all are filled with
delight. How can it be otherwise, since in this blessed society
there is a continual receiving and returning of love and joy.
“But besides all the happiness that comes to us by our communion
with God and with each other, it is to me a mighty happiness to
understand all the deep mysteries of religion which the wisest
in the world below could not fully understand. Here we discern a
perfect harmony between those scripture texts that in the world
below seemed to oppose each other. And here we are especially
filled with wonder and gratitude at discovering the divine
goodness towards each one of us in particular. In respect to my
former life on earth, I have seen the mercifulness of those very
afflictions that I once (when upon earth) thought to show His
anger. I am now fully convinced that no affliction that I met
with in the world below (and I met with many) either came sooner
or fell heavier or continued longer than was needful. My hopes
were not disappointed, but God used all things to prepare me for
a better eternal reward than what I had hoped for.
“But I remember that you are still in the body, and may be tired
with hearing what I could forever tell, so great is the
happiness that I possess. I shall only add one other thing about
our happiness: though a vast multitude of blessed souls partakes
of this joy and glory, this does not make less of what each
receives. For this ocean of happiness is so bottomless that the
innumerable company of all the saints and angels never can
exhaust it. Nor is this strange, for in the world below everyone
equally enjoys the benefit of light. There is no one that can
complain that they enjoy it less, because another enjoys it
also. All enjoy the benefit of light as fully as if no one else
enjoyed it but themselves. If a multitude of persons drink of
the same river none of them is able to exhaust it, even though
each of them has the liberty of drinking as much as he can. So
whoever enjoys God enjoys Him as much as he can contain,
according to his capacity.
“Thus I have given you a brief account of our heavenly Canaan.
It is not the thousandth part of that which might be said, yet
it is enough to let you see it is a land flowing with milk and
honey." In this happy place worldly relations cease. Nor is
there male and female here, but all are like the angels. For
souls cannot be distinguished into sexes, and therefore all
relations are here swallowed up in God.”
He had no sooner spoken than he took me by the hand. Then, far
swifter than an arrow from a bow, we passed by several shining
forms clothed in robes of immortality, who looked at me as I
passed them. He said, to me, “Farewell, my friend, your guardian
angel will shortly come and bring you back to the world below.”
I drew near the shining form of a redeemed one that stood before
me, who appeared extremely glorious, encircled with rays of
dazzling luster. I hardly could behold her for the exceeding
brightness of her face.
She said to me, “For what I am, to Him that is on the throne be
all the praise and glory. The robe of glory which you see me
wear is only the reflection of His own bright beams!”
“You appear to be one who feels the mighty joys that you speak
of.”
She replied, “You should not think this strange. The mighty
wonders of divine love and grace will be the subject of our song
forever. Here all human relations cease and are swallowed up in
God Who is alone the great Father of all this heavenly family.
As for the members of the family that I left behind in the world
below, I have committed them to God. I shall be glad to see them
all heirs of this blessed inheritance. But if they should join
with the grand enemy of souls and refuse the grace offered them,
and thereby perish in their unbelief, God will be glorified in
His justice, and in His glory I shall still rejoice.”
Then I desired to know whether the saints in heaven understood
and were concerned for what was happening in the world below.
To this she replied, “As to the affairs of particular persons,
we are not concerned with them and are ignorant of them. Only
God is present in all places and sees all things. But the
struggles and the victories of the church below is told to us by
the angels, who are ministering spirits sent forth to minister
to those that shall be heirs of salvation. From what they report
we are excited to renew our praises to Him that sits upon the
throne.”
Chapter 6: Conducted to Hell
Then the bright messenger who had brought me to
heaven returned. “I have,” said the angel, “a commission to
return you to the earth from where I took you, after first
visiting the regions of the prince of darkness. There you will
see the reward of sin, and what Justice has prepared as the
judgment of those who would exalt themselves above the throne of
the Most High. ”
To leave heaven for earth was extremely disappointing. But to
leave heaven for hell turned my very heart within me! However,
when I knew that it was God's good pleasure, I was a little
comforted. So I said to my bright conductor, “That which God has
ordered I shall always be willing to obey. Even in hell I will
not be afraid if I may have His presence with me there.”
To this my shining guardian replied, “Wherever the blessed God
grants His presence, there is heaven, and while we are in hell
He will be with us.”
Then bowing low before the Almighty’s throne, swifter than
thought my guardian angel carried me on a speedy journey down
through the heavens. When I saw the stars I told my conductor
that I had heard on earth that each one of these stars had their
own worlds. “But I would ask you to tell me the truth of this
matter.”
To this my shining guardian answered, “To Him Who is Almighty
there is nothing impossible. But from knowing that it is in His
power to do this, to argue that it is His will, is no good logic
in the school of heaven. We know what He pleases to reveal to
us, and what He has not revealed are secrets locked up in His
own eternal counsel. For anyone to inquire into these secrets
would be but bold and presumptuous curiosity. There is no doubt
that He can make as many worlds as He wants, but He has not yet
revealed it to us, and it is not our duty to inquire.”
By this time we had come down to the lowest regions of the air.
There I saw multitudes of horrible forms and dismal dark
appearances which fled from the shining presence of my bright
conductor.
I said, “These surely are some of the vanguard of hell, so black
and so frightening are their forms.”
My conductor replied, “Now we are upon the borders of hell, and
these are some of the apostate spirits that wander around like
roaring lions.”
Soon we were surrounded with a darkness much more black than
night, and with a stink far more suffocating than that of
burning sulfur. My ears were likewise filled with the horrible
yelling of the damned spirits, which in comparison with, would
make the most discordant notes on earth sound like beautiful
music.
“Now,” said my guardian angel, “you are on the edge of hell, but
do not fear the power of the destroyer. My commission from the
Imperial Throne secures you from all danger. Here you may hear
from devils and damned souls the cursed causes of their endless
ruin. What you ask them about, they will answer. The devils
cannot hurt you, though they would want to, for they are bound
by Him that has commissioned me.”
We then came within hell’s territories, placed in the caverns of
the infernal deep in the center of the earth. There, in a
sulfurous lake of liquid fire, sat Lucifer upon a burning
throne. His horrid eyes sparkled with hellish fury, as full of
rage as his strong anger could make him. I saw that the demons
that had fled from us as we approached from heaven had given
notice of our coming. This had put all hell in an uproar, and
made Lucifer release horrid blasphemies against the blessed God
with an air of arrogance and pride.
“What would the Thunderer have?” said he. “He has my heaven
already, whose radiant scepter this bold hand should bear.
Instead of those never fading fields of light, He confines me
here in this dark house of death, sorrow, and woe! What, would
He take hell away from me too, that He insults me here? Ah!
Could I but obtain another day to try it, I would make heaven
shake and His bright throne to totter. Nor would I fear the
utmost of His power, though He had fiercer flames than these to
throw me in.
Although I lost the battle that day, the fault was not mine! No
winged spirit in heaven strove better for the victory than I
did. But, ah!” he continued with a changed voice, “that day is
lost, and I am forever doomed to these dark territories! But it
is still at least some comfort to me that mankind’s sorrow waits
upon me. And since I cannot fight against the Thunderer, I will
make the utmost of my anger to fall on them.”
I was amazed to hear his ungodly speech, and felt compelled to
say to my conductor, “How justly are his blasphemies rewarded!”
“What you have heard from this apostate spirit is both his sin
and punishment; for every blasphemy he belches against heaven,
makes hell the hotter to him.”
We then passed on to see more sorrowful scenes. I saw two
wretched souls being tormented by a demon. He was continually
plunging them in liquid fire and burning brimstone, while at the
same time they accused and cursed each other. One of them said
to his tormented fellow sufferer, “O cursed be your face, that
ever I set eyes upon you! My misery is due to you; I may thank
you for this, for it was your persuasions that brought me here.
You enticed me, it was you who ensnared me into this. It was
your covetousness, cheating, and oppression of the poor that
brought me here. If you had been as good an example as you had
been a bad one, I might now be in heaven. O what a fool I was!
When I followed your steps you ruined me forever. O that I never
had seen your face, or that you had never been born!”
The other wretch replied, “And may I not as well blame you?
Don't you remember how at such a time and place you enticed me
to go along with you? I was minding my own business when you
called me away, so you are as guilty as I. Though I was
covetous, you were proud. Though you learned how to cheat from
me, yet you taught me to lust, to lie, to get drunk and to scoff
at goodness. So although I stumbled you in some things, you
stumbled me as much in others. Therefore if you blame me, I can
blame you as much. I wish you never had come here, the very
sight of you wounds my soul, by bringing sin afresh into my
mind. It was with you, with you that I sinned. O grief to my
soul! Since I could not avoid your companionship on earth, O
that I could be without it here!”
From this sad conversation I learned that those who are
companions in sin upon earth shall also be punished together in
hell. I believe that this was the true reason why the rich man
seemed so charitable to his brethren (Luke16:27-28). The reason
he did not want them to join him in hell was because they would
have increased his torments.
Chapter 7: The Tortures of Hell
There were yet more tragic scenes of sorrow that
we saw as we left these two cursed wretches accusing each other.
One woman had flaming sulfur continually forced down her throat
by a tormenting spirit. He did this with such horrible cruelty
and insolence that I said to him, “Why should you so delight in
tormenting that cursed wretch, and be pouring that flaming,
infernal liquid down her throat?”
“This is a more than just reward,” replied the demon. “This
woman in her life time was such a greedy wretch that though she
had plenty of gold, she could never be satisfied. Therefore I
now pour it down her throat. She cared not who she ruined as
long as she could get their gold. And when she had gathered
together a greater treasure than she could ever spend, her love
of money would not let her spend enough of it to supply herself
with her basic living needs. She often went with an empty
stomach, though her money bags were full. She kept no house
because she would not be taxed, and would not keep her treasure
in her hands for fear she should be robbed. She would not put
her money in bonds and mortgages for fear of being cheated;
although she always cheated everyone that she could. She was so
great a cheat that she cheated her own body of its food, and her
own soul of mercy. Since gold was her god on earth, is it not a
just reward that she should have her belly full of it in hell?”
When her tormentor had done speaking, I asked her whether this
was all true. To this she answered me, “No; to my grief it is
not.”
“Why is this not true,” I said, “and why are you grieved that it
is not true?”
“Because if what my tormentor told you is true,” she said, “I
would be satisfied. He tells you that he pours gold down my
throat; but he is a lying devil and speaks falsely. If it was
gold I would never complain. But he mocks me, and instead of
gold he only gives me this horrid, stinking sulfur. If I had my
gold I would be happy still, for I value it so much that if I
had it, I would not part with it even if an entrance to heaven
could be bought.”
I told my angelic conductor that I was amazed to hear a wretch
in hell itself so greedy for riches while forever being
tormented.
“This,” he said, “may convince you that it is sin which is the
greatest of all evils. Whenever the love of sin controls a soul,
it is the greatest of all punishments for them to be abandoned
to that evil love. The love of gold which this cursed soul is
consumed by, is a more fatal punishment than what the demons can
inflict upon her here.”
“O!” said I, “if only wicked men on earth could for one moment
hear the horrid shrieks of those damned souls, they could not be
in love with sin again.”
“Eternal Truth has told us otherwise, for those who will not
fear His ministers, nor have regard to what His Word contains,
will not be warned though one should come from hell.”
We had not gone much farther before we saw a wretched soul lying
on a bed of burning steel, almost choked with brimstone. He
cried out with such dreadful anguish and desperation, that I
asked my conductor to wait. I heard him speak as follows:
“Ah, miserable wretch! Undone forever, forever! Oh, this killing
word, 'forever!' Will not a million years be long enough to bear
that pain, which if I could avoid it, I would not endure for
even one moment for the sake of being offered one million
worlds? No, no my misery never will have an end; after millions
of years it will still be for ever. Oh, what a helpless and
hopeless condition I am in! It is this 'forever' that is the
hell of hell! O cursed wretch! Cursed to all eternity! How
willfully have I undone myself! Oh, what stupendous folly am I
guilty of, to choose sin’s short and momentary pleasure at the
dear price of everlasting pain! How often I was told it would be
so! How often I was encouraged to leave those paths of sin that
brought me to the chambers of eternal death! But I, like a dumb
animal, would not listen to those pleadings. Now it is too late
to change it, for my eternal state is fixed for ever. Why was I
made a person, that I would choose this fate? Why was I made
with an immortal soul, and yet should take so little care of it?
Oh how my own neglect stings me to death, and yet I know I
cannot die! I live a dying life, worse than ten thousand deaths;
and yet I once could have changed all this, but did not! Oh,
that is the gnawing worm that never dies! I might once have been
happy, salvation was offered to me and I refused it. Had
salvation been offered to me only once, it would have been an
unforgivable folly to refuse it. But salvation was offered me a
thousand times, and yet (wretch that I was) I still as often
refused it. O cursed sin, that with deluding pleasures leads
mankind to eternal ruin! God often called, but I as often
refused; He stretched His hand out, but I would not mind it. How
often have I ignored His counsel! How often have I refused His
reproof! But now the scene is changed, the case is altered. Now
He laughs at my calamity, and mocks at the destruction which is
come upon me. He would have helped me once, but I would not
accept His help. Therefore those eternal miseries I am condemned
to undergo are but the just reward of my own doing.”
I could not hear this sorrowful lamentation without thinking
about the wonderful grace that God had shown to me, eternal
praises to His holy name! For my heart told me that I had
deserved eternal judgment as much as that sad wretch, but that
God's grace alone had made us different. O how unsearchable are
His counsels! Who can fathom His divine decree?
After these thoughts I spoke to the sorrowful complainer, and
told him I had heard his woeful complaints. I saw that his
misery was great, and his loss irreparable, and told him I would
willingly hear more about it if this might possibly help lessen
his sufferings.”
“No, not at all; my pains cannot be relieved even for one small
moment. But by your question I understand that you are a
stranger here; and may you ever be a stranger! Ah, had I but the
least hope still remaining, how I would kneel and cry and pray
for ever to be redeemed from this hell! But it is all in vain, I
am lost forever. But so that you will be warned about ending up
here, I will tell you what the damned suffer.”
Chapter 8: A Lost
Soul Speaks
“Our miseries in this
infernal dungeon are of two kinds: what we have lost, and what
we suffer. I will first speak about what we have lost.
1. In this sad
dark place of misery and sorrow, we have lost the presence of
the ever blessed God. This is what makes this dungeon hell.
Though we had lost a thousand worlds, it would not be as
important as this one greatest loss. Could we but see the least
glimpse of His favor here, we might be happy; but have lost it
to our everlasting woe.
2. Here we
have also lost the company of saints and angels, and instead
have nothing but tormenting devils.
3. Here we
have lost heaven, too, the center of blessedness. There is a
deep gulf between us and heaven, so that we are shut out from it
forever. Those everlasting gates that let the redeemed into
heaven are now for ever shut against us.
4. To make our
wretchedness far worse, we have lost the hope of ever obtaining
a better condition. This makes us truly hopeless. Well may our
hearts now break, since we are both without hope and help. This
is what we have lost; and if we think of these things, it is
enough to tear and gnaw upon our miserable souls forever. Yet,
oh, that this were all that our torments were!
But we are also tormented by suffering and pain,
as I will try to explain to you now.
1. First, we
undergo a variety of torments. We are tormented here a thousand,
no, ten thousand different ways. Those that suffer upon the
earth seldom have more than one affliction at a time. But if
they had ulcers, gallstones, headaches, and fever all at the
same time, would they not think they were very miserable? Yet
all those together are but like the biting of a flea compared to
those intolerable, sharp pains that we endure. Here we have all
the sufferings of hell. Here is an unquenchable fire which burns
us; a lake of burning brimstone that ever chokes us; and eternal
chains that bind us. Here there is utter darkness to frighten
us, and a worm of conscience that gnaws upon us everlastingly.
Any one of these is worse to bear than all the torments that
mankind ever felt on earth!
2. But our
torments here are not only various, but are also complete. They
afflict every part of the body, and torment all the powers of
the soul. This makes what we suffer the worst of tortures. In
those sicknesses which men have on earth, though some members of
their bodies will suffer, yet other parts will have no pain.
Here it is different; every member of the soul and body suffers
at the same time.
“Our eyes are tormented here with the sight of devils who appear
in all the horrible shapes and black appearances that sin can
give them. Our ears are continually tormented with the loud
continual yelling of the damned. Our nostrils are smothered with
sulfurous flames; our tongues with burning blisters; and the
whole body is rolled in flames of liquid fire. All the powers
and faculties of our souls are also tormented here. The
imagination suffers with the thoughts of our present pain and
the memory of the heaven we have lost. Our minds are tormented
as we remember how foolishly we spent our precious time on
earth. Our understanding is tormented with the thoughts of our
past pleasures, present pains, and future sorrows, which are to
last forever. And our consciences are tormented with a continual
gnawing worm.
3. Another
thing that makes our misery so awful is the sharpness of our
torments. The fire that burns us is so violent that all the
water in the sea can never quench it. The pains we suffer here
are so extreme that it is impossible for anyone to know them
except the damned.
4. Another
part of our misery is the ceaselessness of our torments. As
various, as complete, and as extremely violent as they are, they
are also continual. We have no rest from them. If there were any
relaxation, it might be some relief. But there is no easing of
our torments, and what we suffer now we must suffer forever.
5. The society
or company we have here is another part of our misery.
Tormenting devils and tormented souls are all our company.
Dreadful shrieks, howlings, and fearful cursing are our
continual conversation because of the fierceness of our pain.
6. The place
we are in also increases our sufferings. It is the completion of
all misery, a prison, a dungeon, a bottomless pit, a lake of
brimstone, a furnace of fire that burns to eternity, the
blackness of darkness for ever; and lastly, hell itself. Such a
wretched place as this can only increase our wretchedness.
7. The cruelty of our tormentors is another thing that
adds to our sufferings. Our tormentors are devils in whom there
is no pity. While they are tormented themselves, they still take
pleasure in tormenting us.
8. All those
sufferings that I have recounted are very grievous. But that
which makes them the most grievous is that they shall always be
forever. All of our intolerable sufferings shall last to all
eternity! ‘Depart from me, ye cursed, into everlasting fire,’ is
what continually sounds in my ears. Oh, that I could reverse
that fatal sentence! Oh, if there was but a bare possibility of
salvation! This is the miserable situation we are in, and shall
be in forever.”
Chapter 9: Further Conversations
This wretched soul had scarcely finished what he
was saying when he was tormented again by a hellish demon, who
told him to stop complaining. The demon said, “don't you know
you have deserved it all? How often were you told of this
before, but would not believe it? You laughed at those who
warned you about hell. You were even so presumptuous as to dare
Almighty justice to destroy you! How often you called on God to
damn you. Do you complain that you are answered according to
your wishes? What an unreasonable thing! You know that you had
salvation offered you, and you refused it. How can you now
complain of being damned? I have more reason to complain, for
you had a long time in which repentance was offered you; but I
was cast into hell as soon as I had sinned. If I had been
offered salvation, I would never have rejected it as you did.
Who do you think should pity you now, with all that heaven had
offered to you?”
This made the wretch cry out, “Oh, do not continue to torment
me; I know that I chose destruction. Oh, that I could forget it!
These thoughts are my greatest torture. I chose to be damned,
and therefore justly am so.”
Then turning to the demon that tortured him he said, “But I also
came here through your temptations, you cursed devil. You were
the one that had tempted me to do all of my sins; and now you
would reproach me? You say you never had a Savior offered to
you; but you should also remember that you never had a tempter
such as you have always been to me.”
To this the devil scornfully replied, “It was my business to
lead you here! You had often been warned of this by your
preacher. You were plainly told that we sought your ruin, and go
about continually like roaring lions, seeking whom we could
devour. I was often afraid you that would believe them, as
several other souls did, to our great disappointment. But you
were willing to do what we wanted; and since you have done our
work it is but reasonable that we should pay you wages.” Then
the fiend tormented him again and caused him to roar out so
horribly that I could no longer stay to hear him, so I passed
on.
“How dismal,” I then said to my conductor, “is the condition of
these damned souls! They are the devils slaves while upon earth,
and he reproaches and then torments them for it when they come
to hell.”
“The devils hate all the race of Adam,” said my conductor. “And
because many souls are ignorant of their devices, they easily
succeed to bring them to eternal ruin. You will see more how the
demons treat the damned here.”
Passing a little further we saw a multitude of damned souls
together, gnashing their teeth with extreme rage and pain, while
the tormenting fiends with hellish fury poured liquid fire and
brimstone continually upon them. In the meantime, they were
cursing God and those about them, and were blaspheming in a
tremendous manner. I could not help but ask of one demon that so
tormented them, who were these souls that he tormented so
cruelly?
Said he, “These wretches well deserve their punishment. They
tried to teach others the right road to heaven, while they were
so in love with hell that they came here. These are those souls
that have been our great helpers upon the earth, and therefore
they deserve our special attention in hell. We use our full
diligence to give every one their utmost share of torments, for
they not only have their own sins to answer for, but also all
the sins of those whom they led astray both by their doctrine
and example.”
“Since they have been such great helpers for you, I would think
that in gratitude you would treat them a little more kindly.”
To this the impudent friend answered me in a scoffing manner,
“They that expect gratitude among devils will find themselves
mistaken. Gratitude is a virtue, but we hate all virtue.
Besides, we hate all mankind, and were it in our power not one
of them should be happy. It is true we do not tell them so upon
earth, because there it is our business to flatter and deceive
them. But when we have them here where they cannot escape, we
soon convince them of their foolishness in serving us.”
From this I could only think about what infinite grace it is
that any poor sinners are brought to heaven, considering how
many traps are laid by the enemy to ensnare them by the way.
Therefore it is a ministry well worthy of the blessed Son of God
to save His people from their sins, and to deliver them from the
wrath to come. But it is also folly and madness in men to refuse
the offers of His grace, and to choose to side with the
destroyer.
Going farther on, I heard a wretch complaining in a
heartbreaking strain against those men that had betrayed him and
brought him here.
“I was told,” said he, ‘by those that I depended on, and that I
thought could inform me correctly, that if I said ‘Lord, have
mercy on me,’ when I came to die, it would be enough to save me.
But oh, now I find myself mistaken, to my eternal sorrow! Alas,
I called for mercy on my deathbed, but found it was too late.
Before that time, this cursed devil here told me that I was
safe. Then on my deathbed, he told me it was too late. Hell must
forever be my portion.”
“You see, I did tell you the truth at last,” said the devil,
“and then you would not believe me. A very fitting end, don't
you think? You spend your days enjoying sin, and wallow in your
filthiness, and you want to go to heaven when you die! Would
anyone but a madman think that would be just? No; he that
sincerely wants to go to heaven when he dies, must walk in the
ways of holiness and virtue while he is alive. You say some of
your lewd companions told you that saying, ‘Lord, have mercy on
me’ when you came to die would be enough. A very fine excuse! If
you had read the Bible you would have known that ‘Without
holiness, no one shall see the Lord.” Therefore, if you were
willing to live in your sins as long as you could, you did not
finally leave them because you did not like them, but because
you could follow them no longer. And this you know to be true.
How could you be so stupid to think you could go to heaven with
the love of sin in your heart? No, no, no. You were warned often
enough that you should take heed of being deceived, for God is
not mocked, but what you sow you reap. You have no reason to
complain of anything but your own folly, which you now see too
late.”
“This lecture of the devil was a very cutting one to the poor
tormented wretch,” I said to my conductor, “and shows the true
situation of many now on earth as well as those in hell. But oh,
what a far different judgment do they make in this sad place
from what they did on earth.”
“The reason for this,” replied my guardian angel, “is that they
will not allow themselves to think what the effect of sin will
be while on earth. Carelessness ruins many souls who do not
think about what they are doing, nor where they are going, until
it is too late to help it.”
Chapter 10: An Atheist in Hell
We had not gone much farther before I saw a vast
number of tormenting demons. They were continually lashing a
large company of wretched souls with knotted whips of ever
burning steel. The tormented were roaring out with such loud
cries that I thought it might have melted even cruelty itself
into some pity. This made me say to one of the tormentors, “Oh,
stop your whipping, and do not use such cruelty on those who are
your fellow creatures, and whom you probably helped lead to all
this misery.”
“No,” answered the tormentor very smoothly.
“Though we are bad enough, no devil was as bad as them, nor were
we guilty of such crimes as they were. We all know there is a
God, although we hate Him; but these souls would never admit
(until they came here) that there was such a Being.”
“Then these,” I said, “were atheists. They are
wretched men, and tried to ruin me had not eternal grace
prevented it.”
I had no sooner spoken, but one of the tormented
wretches cried out mournfully , “Surely I know that voice. It
must be John.”
I was amazed to hear my name mentioned; and therefore I
answered, “Yes, I am John; but who are you?”
To this he replied, “I once knew you well upon
the earth, and had almost persuaded you to be of my opinion. I
am the author of that celebrated book entitled ‘Leviathan.’”
“What! The great Hobbs?” said I. “Are you come
here?”
“Alas,” replied he, “I am that unhappy man
indeed. But I am so far from being great that I am one of the
most wretched persons in all these dirty territories. For now I
know there is a God. But oh! I wish there were not, for I am
sure He will have no mercy on me. Nor is there any reason that
He should. I do confess I was His foe on earth, and now He is
mine in hell. It was that proud confidence I had in my own
wisdom that has so betrayed me.”
“Your case is miserable, and yet you admit that
you suffer justly. For how industrious were you to persuade
others and try to bring them to the same damnation. No one can
know this better than I, as I was almost taken in your snare to
perish forever.”
“It is that,” said he, “that stings me to the
heart, to think how many will perish by my influence. I was
afraid when I first heard your voice that you had also been cast
into hell. Not that I wish any person happy, for it is my
torment to think that anyone is happy while I am so miserable.
But I did not want you to be cast into hell, because every soul
that is brought here through my deceptions, increases my pains
in hell.”
“But tell me,” I said, “for I want to know the
truth. Did you indeed believe there was no God when you lived
upon earth?
“At first I believed there was a God,” he
answered, “but as I turned to sins which would lead me to His
judgment, I hoped there was no God. For it is impossible to
think there is a just God, and not also remember that He will
punish those who disobey Him. But as I continued in my sins, and
found that justice did not swiftly come, I then began to hope
there was no God. From those hopes I began to frame ideas in my
own mind that could justify what I hoped. My ideas framed a new
system of the world’s origin which excluded from it the
existence of God. At last I found myself so fond of these new
theories that I decided to believe them and convince others that
they were true. But before this, I did find several checks in my
own conscience. I felt that I could be wrong, but I ignored
these warnings. Now I find that those checking thoughts that
might have helped me then, are here the things that most of all
torment me. I must confess that the love of sin hardened my
heart against my Maker, and made me hate Him first, and then
deny His being. Sin, that I so proudly embraced, has been the
cursed cause of all this woe; it is the serpent that has stung
my soul to death. For now I find, in spite of my vain
philosophy, there is a God. I have also found that God will not
be mocked, although it was my daily practice in the world to
mock at heaven and all that is sacred, for this was the means
that I found very successful to spread abroad my cursed ideas.
For anyone that I could get to ridicule the truths of God, I
looked upon as becoming one of my disciples. But now these
thoughts are more tormenting to me than the sufferings I endure
from these whips of burning steel.”
“Sad indeed,” I said. “See what Almighty Power
can inflict on those that violate His righteous law.” I was
making some further comments when the relentless fiend who had
been tormenting them then interrupted me.
“Now you see what sort of men they were in the world. Do you not
think they deserve their punishment now?”
To which I answered, “Doubtless it is the just
reward of sin which they suffer, and which you will suffer also.
For you, as well as they, have sinned against the ever blessed
God, and for your sin you shall suffer the just vengeance of
eternal fire. Nor is it any excuse to say you never doubted the
being of a God; for though you knew there was God, yet you
rebelled against Him. Therefore you shall be justly punished
with everlasting destruction from the presence of the Lord.”
To this the fiend replied, “It is true we know we
shall be punished, as you say. But if you say that mankind
should have pity showed them, because they fell through the
temptations of the devil, it is the same case with me and all
the rest of the inferior spirits. For we were tempted by the
Bright Sun of the Morning to rebel with him. And therefore,
though this multiplies the crime of Lucifer, it should lessen
that of the inferior spirits.”
To this my bright conductor replied with an angry
countenance. “O you apostate, wicked, lying spirit! Can you say
those things and see me here? You know it was your proud heart
that made you rebel with Lucifer against the blessed God who had
created you with glory! But since you proudly exalted yourself
above your blessed Creator, and joined with Lucifer, you are
justly cast down to hell. Your former beauty has changed to your
present horrible form as the just punishment of your rebellious
pride.”
To this the apostate spirit replied, “Why do you invade our
territories, and come here to torment us before our time?” And
when he had said this, he slipped away as if he did not want to
have an answer. After he was gone I said to my guardian angel
that I had already heard about the fall of the apostate angels,
but wanted to know more about what happened. To this my guide
answered me, “When you have finished your earthly life and
return to heaven, you shall learn many things that you are not
yet ready to understand. In your present state do not desire to
learn more than what is written in the Scriptures. It is enough
to know the angels sinned, and for their sin were cast down to
hell. But how pure spirits could have a thought arise in their
hearts against the eternal Purity that first created them is
what you are not yet capable of understanding.”
“I have observed,” said I, “that those in hell complain most
about the torment from their own sense of guilt, which confirms
the justice of their punishment. This gloomy prison is the best
place to rightly understand sin; for were it not so evil, it
would not be rewarded with such extreme punishment.”
“What you say is very natural; but there is yet a better place
to see the just reward due to sin. That place can be seen when
you behold the blessed Son of God upon the cross. There we may
see the terrible effects of sin. There we may see all of its
true evil. For all the sufferings of the damned here are but the
sufferings of created beings; but on the cross you see a
suffering God.”
“Surely,” said I, “did justice and mercy triumph and kiss each
other in that fatal hour. For justice was fully satisfied at the
cross in the just punishment of sin; and mercy triumphed and was
pleased there because salvation for poor sinners was completed.
Oh, eternal praises to His holy name for ever, that His grace
has made me willing to accept this salvation, and become an heir
of glory! For I remember that some of those lost wretches here
have lamented that when salvation had been offered to them, they
had refused it. It was therefore grace alone that helped me to
accept it.”
At this point my shining guardian told me that he must bring me
back to the earth again, and leave me there until it was time
for me to enter my heavenly reward. “Come,” he said, “let us
leave this place of sorrow and horror to the possession of their
black inhabitants.”
In a very little space of time I found myself on earth again. I
was left at the very place where the angel had met me, when I
had been thinking about committing suicide through the
temptations of the devil who had tried to persuade me that there
was no God. How I returned there, I do not know. But as soon as
I was back there, the bright angel who had been my conductor
said, “John, I must go now. I have another ministry to complete.
Praise Him that sits upon the throne for ever, who has all power
in heaven, earth, and hell. Praise Him for all the wonders of
His love and grace that He has shown you in so short a time.”
As I was going to reply, the shining angel disappeared and I was
left alone. I spent some time considering the amazing things I
had seen and heard, and then knelt down and prayed. When I rose
up I began blessing and praising God for all His goodness.
When I returned back to my house, my family was very surprised
to see how my countenance had so greatly changed. They looked at
me as if they scarcely knew me. I asked them what they were
staring at. They answered that it was the change in my face that
caused it. I said, “How am I so greatly changed?”
They told me, “Yesterday you looked so depressed that you seemed
the very image of despair. But now, your face appears radiantly
beautiful, and seems full of perfect joy and satisfaction.”
“If you had seen,” I said, “what I have seen today, you would
not be surprised at the change in me.” Then I went into my room,
took my pen and ink, and wrote down everything that I had heard
and seen. And I hope that those who read this will be moved in
their hearts just as I have been as I wrote everything down.
The End.
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