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            <p>A CONTRITE AND HUMBLE HEART WITH Motives &amp; Conſiderations to prepare it.</p>
            <p>PARIS. M.DC.XCII.</p>
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               <hi>Permiſſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1+ letters">
                     <desc>•…</desc>
                  </gap> Superiorum.</hi>
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            <epigraph>
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                  <bibl>PSALM. L.</bibl>
                  <p>A Contrite &amp; Humble Heart, O God, Thou wilt not deſpiſe.</p>
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               <q>
                  <bibl>I. SAM. VII.</bibl>
                  <p>Prepare your Hearts to God, &amp; Serve Him onely.</p>
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            <head>TO THE READER.</head>
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               <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>He <hi>Subject</hi> which I treat of, is the Beſt of Hearts; a <hi>Contrite</hi> &amp; an <hi>Humble</hi> One. A <hi>Heart</hi> which is the Price of Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven. An ineſtimable Jewel, which deſerves our ſelling all we have to purchaſe it. What diſadvantages it may have ſufferd in my hand, who have prepar'd &amp; fash<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ion'd it according to my
<pb facs="tcp:151194:3"/>Fancy, I pretend not to ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuſe. As rough, &amp; as unpo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lisht as it is, the Jewel is entire: the interiour Value of it is the ſame within it ſelf: And that's aboundantly ſufficient to attone for all. Beſides, <hi>Contrition</hi> and <hi>Humility</hi> affect not the ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantage of a Modish Out<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſide: Plain Sincerity becomes them infinitely more. An humble Penitent who has an angry God to pleaſe, &amp; trembles under his Almigh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty Hand, has ſomething elſe to think of. When a <hi>Mag<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dalen</hi> once comes with penitentiall Tears to bathe her Saviour's feet, she quite forgets her Looking-glaſs;
<pb facs="tcp:151194:3"/>&amp; comes, without conſulting it. She brings her precious Ointments with her: But theſe are only for her Lord: They are not, either to <hi>adorn</hi> her ſelf, or <hi>pleaſe</hi> the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany.</p>
            <p>The <hi>Method</hi> I have fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowd, may perhaps ſeem ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bitrary, &amp; require a line or two, to juſtifie it. I begin with the <hi>Love of God. 1.</hi> Becauſe it is the <hi>Firſt,</hi> the <hi>Greateſt,</hi> &amp; indeed the <hi>Whole</hi> Duty of Man. <hi>2.</hi> Becauſe although the <hi>Practiſe</hi> of Repentance commonly begins with Fear, goes on with Hope, &amp; ends in Love; yet where
<pb facs="tcp:151194:4"/>our Practiſe ends, our <hi>Theory</hi> begins; and what is <hi>laſt</hi> perform'd, is ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nerally <hi>firſt</hi> deſign'd, and principally aim'd at. <hi>3.</hi> Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe there is no ground for either Hope or Fear, before we Know our Duty. When we know it, and conſider well how little we obſerve it; Then it is that we begin to tremble at the thought of our Appearance at the Bar: The Terrour of a <hi>Living God</hi> awakens us, and makes us ſenſible, how <hi>fearfull</hi> a thing <hi>it is,
<note place="margin">Hebr. <hi>10.31.</hi>
                  </note> to fall in to his hands.</hi> For this reaſon, in the ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cond place I shew the ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nerall <hi>Motives of</hi> our
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               <hi>Fear:</hi> Which, to prevent Deſpair, I counterballance with the <hi>Motives of</hi> our <hi>Hope:</hi> And, after all, becauſe Preſumption is the greater danger of the two, (our Pride in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clining us to think Repen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tance eaſy, &amp; our Self-Love dayly tempting to Differr it,) therefore I have taken care to shew the <hi>Danger of Delay.</hi> Theſe <hi>Preparations</hi> I thought proper for a <hi>Contrite</hi> &amp; an <hi>Humble Heart.</hi>
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            <p>When I deſcribe <hi>Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trition,</hi> I enlarge much more upon the <hi>Reſolutions</hi> of Amendment, than the <hi>Sorrow</hi> due to Sin: be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe
<pb facs="tcp:151194:5"/>theſe Reſolutions are commonly the more neg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lected of the two. A little Melancholy, or a little Tenderneſs of nature, with no more than meerly Self-Love in the Caſe, may oftentimes produce a ſenſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble concern, and even Tears, when we reflect upon the danger we are in: Though all this while, our Darling Humours, our beloved Sins, are every jot as dear to us as ever. Some ſlight <hi>Thoughts</hi> we have, in <hi>generall,</hi> of doing ſo no more: But theſe are only ſuperficiall: They pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duce not a ſincere &amp; hearty <hi>Deteſtation</hi> of our Cri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mes:
<pb facs="tcp:151194:5"/>They are to God, what our Compliments are to our Neighbours; Theſe are <hi>Words of courſe,</hi> &amp; Thoſe are <hi>Thoughts of courſe;</hi> Both ſignifie juſt nothing.</p>
            <p>Theſe two Sections of <hi>Contrition</hi>
               <note n="*" place="margin">91.</note> have been printed apart, by One who <hi>ſign'd</hi> the Paper as his Act &amp; Deed; inviting others to <hi>take pen in hand,</hi>
               <note place="margin">Intro. Par. <hi>1.</hi> ch. <hi>21.</hi>
               </note> &amp; do the ſame. I ſign it not with my Hand; but only wish, my Reader &amp; my ſelf may ſign it with our Hearts.</p>
            <p>In the firſt four Sections of <hi>Humility</hi> I offer little or nothing of my own. It would not have become me
<pb facs="tcp:151194:6"/>to pretend to much acquain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tance with ſo rare a Vir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue. And beſides, in ſuch a Matter, ſo extremely diſagreable to our Corrup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted nature, there was need of more Authority than mine.</p>
            <p>I conclude with the <hi>Character of a Good Chriſtian.</hi> Having deſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>crib'd his <hi>Heart,</hi> I thought it would not be amiſs to finish the remainder of his <hi>Character.</hi> In this alſo, I advance not a word of my own. Should I preſume to draw a <hi>Chriſtian</hi> to the life, 'twould be in me as great a Vanity as if my Reader should pretend to
<pb facs="tcp:151194:6"/>ſit for the Picture. I pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duce the <hi>Scripture</hi> chiefly, &amp; the <hi>Fathers;</hi> now and then a Modern Author: Any helping Hand was welcome in ſo difficult a Piece.</p>
            <p>No matter Who I am. I am a Son of the Church; &amp; Submitt my ſelf entire<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly to Her.
<note n="*" place="margin">S. Pacian B. of Barcelone.</note> My Name is <hi>CHRISTIAN,</hi> &amp; my Sur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>name <hi>CATHOLICK;</hi> the reſt I have leave to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceal. God's Honour &amp; my Neighbour's Good is All I aim at; And, as to either of theſe Deſigns, I have no other Name, but what is altogether uſeleſs.</p>
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            <head>Advertisement.</head>
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               <seg rend="decorInit">I</seg> Have yet ſomething more to ſay, which I had almoſt quite forgotten. It relates not, either to the generall Deſign of this little Tract, or to any conſiderable Part of it; but only to ſome few pages in the laſt Section of Humility Having there propoſed one generall Motive of that Virtue, by ſetting forth the great Enormity of <hi>Sin,</hi> I proceed to ſeverall aggravating Circumſtances of it, and amongſt many others I undertake to prove, that there never was, nor ever can be, upon Earth, any Impiety, Diſloyalty, or Treachery, equall to that of a <hi>Sinner.</hi> This could not be perform'd, without anſwering the Objections of ſome people who ſeem to be of another Mind: And my preſent Buſineſs is only to put my Reader in a way of obſerving, who it is that ſpeaks; that he may not confound my Ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſaries
<pb facs="tcp:151194:7"/>words with mine. I have heard of a Man who opening the first Volume of S. Thomas of Aquine, &amp; lighting by chance upon the third article, <hi>Utrum Deus ſit?</hi> He no ſooner caſt his eye upon the fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowing words, <hi>Videtur quod non,</hi> but immediately he shutt it again, &amp; laid it by, as a book perni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cious &amp; not fit to be read. Tis a groſſe miſtake, to imagine that every thing, which is ſaid <hi>in</hi> an Author, is ſaid by him. In Scripture it ſelf, there is many a thing ſaid, which the Scripture dos not ſay. For ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ample: Tis ſaid in Scripture, that <hi>There is no God;</hi>
               <note place="margin">Pſ. <hi>14.</hi> v. <hi>1.</hi>
               </note> and yet the Scripture dos not ſay ſo: tis <hi>the Fool</hi> that <hi>ſays ſo, in his Heart:</hi> And this is my Caſe, in the three Arti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cles above mention'd. There are ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verall things ſaid in them, which I do not ſay. There are Things, al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>luding to ſome Tranſactions, which I
<pb facs="tcp:151194:8"/>had no inclination to ſpeak of; but, being Objected by Others, I could not avoid Anſwering. As to the Matter of the Objections, I ſay no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing my ſelf; but only Argue a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt Thoſe who are inclin'd to ſay too much.</p>
            <p>Tis commonly ſaid, that <hi>Loſers have leave to talk;</hi> Nor is it altogether without reaſon: VVhy should they not have it? They pay for what they have. But nevertheleſs, how hard ſoever it may be to gou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vern a man's Paſſion in ſome occa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſions, 'tis certainly a very poor ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuſe, when there is nothing but the Temptation to attone for the Sin. Let a Man loſe what he will, a judicious Stander by never likes Him the worſe for being VViſe enough to hold his Tongue: And when we have made the beſt we can of the matter, tis but an unbecoming thing, to be ſo much tranſported as ſome are. A
<pb facs="tcp:151194:8"/>Man's Reputation, in this point, is as much at ſtake as his Money; and, of the two, 'tis better to ſave one, than loſe both.</p>
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               <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>pon ſuch Thoughts as theſe, I have ever been reſerv'd &amp; moderate in ſpeaking of the Times. I hold my Tongue, as an Honeſt man <hi>may,</hi> &amp; a VViſe man <hi>ought:</hi> I ſubmitt to Providence, as many a better Man dos: And, whatever my Thoughts may be, I keep them to my ſelf.</p>
            <p>For this Reaſon alſo (although it be no affront to the <hi>Creation,</hi> to ſpeak ill of the <hi>Chaos</hi> which preceded it) I have, even in thoſe Affairs which were forerunners of the
<note n="*" place="margin">92.</note> preſent Settlement, taken care to ſay nothing of my own. The <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>luſion</hi> is totally Theirs whom I diſpute with: The <hi>Application</hi> only, is Mine. I pretend to ſilence them by their own Principles; &amp; therefore am oblig'd to give them
<pb facs="tcp:151194:9"/>fair Play. I pretend not, to argue from my own Ideas of things, but from theirs; &amp; should be very diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ingenuous, if I did not repreſent them their own way, according to their own liking. All this while, I know well enough what to think of theſe matters; but is it not my buſineſs, at preſent, to tell any man my Thoughts. VVhatſoever any man may deſerve, I accuſe no man. I endeavour to entertain my ſelf with ſuch Conſiderations as be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>come a <hi>Contrite</hi> &amp; an <hi>Hum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble Heart:</hi> I accuſe my ſelf in the Sight of God: And, as for Thoſe who ſo violently accuſe their Neighbours in the Sight of Men, I have ſo much Zeal as to wish They would pleaſe to call home their Thoughts, &amp; find them better Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployment. Mean time, there's no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing but the Grace of God can calm the Spirits of Men: And
<pb facs="tcp:151194:9"/>One might as well pretend to chide the VVinds and the VVaves in a Storm, as adviſe people in ſome occaſions to be Silent. The only way of Dealing with ſuch Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons, is to let them run on quiet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, till the Humour begins to be out of breath. They take it kind<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, that they are not contradicted; &amp; are afterwards more willing to hear Reaſon. Let them alone: Let them ſay what they pleaſe of the <hi>Mote</hi> in their Brother's eye: Never interrupt them: VVhen they have done, Then is the Time, &amp; even then 'tis hard enough, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out Offence, to mind them of a <hi>Beam</hi> in their own. According to this Method, I have in the <hi>Alluſion</hi> given the Loſers leave to talk: And afterwards, in the <hi>Application,</hi> I make a Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rallel, which plainly shews, Their Crimes are greater, in the Sight
<pb facs="tcp:151194:10"/>of God, than ever any Man's were, in the Sight of Men.</p>
            <p>VVhen our Saviour heard the Clamours of the People againſt the VVoman whom they loudly accus'd of Adultery, He knew well enough what to think of the matter, but however He kept his Thoughts to himſelf. He ſaw how violent they were; their ſtones ready in their hands; &amp; themſelves in great haſt to execute the ſentence of her Death. All the while, the Scripture ſays, He ſeem'd <hi>as if he heard them not.</hi>
               <note place="margin">Jo. <hi>8.</hi> v. <hi>6.</hi>
               </note> He contradicted nothing; question'd nothing; whatſoever they objected, He gave all for granted. In the end, when <hi>they conti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nued asking him,</hi>
               <note place="margin">v. <hi>7.</hi>
               </note> &amp; would not be quiet without an Answer, <hi>He ſaid; He that is with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out Sin amongſt you, Let him</hi> firſt <hi>caſt a ſtone at her.</hi>
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            <p>And now, pray give me leave to ask: Had the VVoman any rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, to take it ill of our Saviour, becauſe he ſaid nothing in her de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fence? Or had the People any juſt cauſe to be offended at him, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe he minded them of their Duty? VVithout doubt She was pery well pleas'd to hear him ſay nothing againſt her: And, as for the People, they were confounded by their own principles, &amp; went away quietly, one by one, as ſoon as our Saviour had putt them in mind of being greater Sinners them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves. In a word, Both Parties were pleas'd: The Deſign of his Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gument was a Charity to the One: And his VVay of Arguing was no Injury to the Other.</p>
            <p>If I have not the ſame good Fortune, in pleaſing both Parties, 'tis none of my fault. My VVay of Arguing and the Deſign of my
<pb facs="tcp:151194:11"/>Argument are Both exactly the Same. VVhatſoever my Succeſs may be, My Comfort is, I have done what I can to draw <hi>Good</hi> out of <hi>Evill;</hi> and He who ſees my Heart, I hope, will reward my Endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vours. My Matter led me to it, whether I would or no, And 'twould have been an uncharitable thing, to ſtep out of the way, when I thought my ſelf in ſuch a fair one, of Doing Good.</p>
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               <hi>Page</hi> 67. <hi>line</hi> 18. way. <hi>read</hi> may. p. 91. l. 22. witten. <hi>r.</hi> written. p. 140. lin. 11. (?) <hi>r.</hi> (.) p. 141. l. 7. <hi>have. r I have.</hi> p. 202. l. 10. Spri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuall. <hi>r.</hi> Spirituall. <hi>p.</hi> 203. l. 10. de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>depends. <hi>r.</hi> depends. p. 216. l. 10. has dishonour. <hi>r.</hi> has dishonour'd. <hi>p.</hi> 225. l. 23. <hi>his.</hi> r. <hi>is.</hi> p. 235. l. 22. not. <hi>r.</hi> not for. p. 280. l. 18. if we once. r. if once. p. 301. l. 14. bids always. r. bids us always. p. 331. l. 6. All is. r. All his.</p>
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            <head>MOTIVES OF LOVE.</head>
            <div n="1" type="section">
               <head>SECT. I. <hi>How much it imports us to Love God above All Things.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">W</seg>Hen the Phariſee askt our Saviour, <hi>VVhat is the Great Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mandement in the Law?</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 22.36.</note> Our dear Redeemer, who came to perfect the Old Law, who came to change the Law of <hi>Fear</hi> into a
<pb n="2" facs="tcp:151194:12"/>Law of <hi>Love,</hi> who brought down fire from Heaven to enflame our Hearts, replyd: <hi>Thou shalt Love thy Lord thy God with all thy Heart,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 37.</note> with all thy Soul,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 38.</note> with all thy Mind. This is the Great Commandement.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>I fear that many of us litle think how <hi>Great</hi> it is. We litle reflect on the one ſide how great our <hi>Obliga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions</hi> are to Love our God; &amp; on the other ſide how great are the <hi>Advantages</hi> which cannot fail to attend this Love. We litle conſider how great our <hi>Ingratitude</hi> is, if we omit our <hi>Greateſt Duty;</hi> How great our <hi>Folly</hi> is, if we neglect our <hi>Greateſt Good.</hi>
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               <head>SECT. II. <hi>That the Love of God is our Greateſt Duty.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>TO make it plainly appear that the Love of God above all things is the <hi>Greatest Duty</hi> of a Chriſtian, One would think it were enough to shew, that 'tis a Duty which compriſes all our other Duties; that it is the Total Sum of Chriſtiani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty; &amp; that, without the leaſt hyperbole, it is the <hi>VVhole Duty of Man;</hi> becauſe all other Precepts whatſoever only are ſo many Branches of this <hi>Great Commandement,</hi> which is the Root of all the reſt.
<note place="margin">Serm. de Orat. Domin.</note> S. Cyprian calls it the <hi>Grand Epitome</hi> of all our Obliga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions.
<pb n="4" facs="tcp:151194:13"/>And were it neceſſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry, it were eaſy to demon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrate that as God is there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore infinitely Perfecter than all his Creatures, becauſe He really contains in his own Eſſence all Perfections whatſoever; ſo our <hi>Obliga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion</hi> to Love him is incom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>parably greater than all o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther obligations, becauſe it eminently comprehends them all together.</p>
               <p>This is enough to give us a confus'd Idea of our <hi>Duty</hi> at a diſtance. If we draw the proſpect nigher, we shall find an infinite va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riety of preſſing motives which enforce our Obliga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion. Every ſingle Excellen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cy of the Object we adore is all Divine<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> No shadow there of any Blemish to ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſcure
<pb n="5" facs="tcp:151194:13"/>thoſe Charms which challenge our Affection: Nothing in our God but what is infinitely amiable, &amp; deſerving infinitely more than <hi>All</hi> the Love that we are able to return. Since therefore All and every one of his innumerable Excel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lencies are unlimited &amp; boundleſs; ſince they All &amp; every one deſerve a ſui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>table Eſteem; ſince they command our Love as much as they deſerve it: hence it follows clearly, that our Duty is as boundleſs as their Merit; &amp; that, as S. Ber<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nard ſays, <hi>There is no other Meaſure of our Love, than Loving without Meaſure.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Amongſt the numberleſs variety of thoſe divine Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fections, which <hi>the Eye has
<pb n="6" facs="tcp:151194:14"/>not ſeen,
<note place="margin">1. <hi>Cor.</hi> 2.9.</note> nor the Ear heard, nor have enter'd into the Heart of any man;</hi> there is One which we are more acquainted with; there's One which in a manner makes the reſt our own; &amp; which, of all, is the moſt apt to make a ſenſible impreſſion in a Generous Heart; I mean that of a <hi>True Friend.</hi> We read in <hi>Eccleſiaſticus,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">6.15.</note> that <hi>There is nothing comparable to a</hi> True &amp; <hi>Faithfull Friend:</hi> and that, in the ballance of the Wiſe, <hi>He weighs much more than all the Gold &amp; Silver in the world.</hi> As there is nothing Better upon Earth than a <hi>True Friend,</hi> ſo there is nothing more pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tended to. And as the world deceives us moſt, where we expect it leaſt; ſo there is hardly any thing in which
<pb n="7" facs="tcp:151194:14"/>it more deceives us, than in this. Of all, that read theſe lines, perhaps there is not one who has not been already very much miſta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken in a <hi>Friend:</hi> and 'tis no wonder, if we always <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſo, till we raiſe our hearts above this World, &amp; fix them there, where we are ſure to find a <hi>True</hi> &amp; <hi>Faith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full</hi> One; who Loves us <hi>gra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tis; Always</hi> Lov'd us; Lov'd us even <hi>when we were his Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies;</hi> and will for all Eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nity continue the ſame Love, unleſs we prove <hi>
                     <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>n<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gratefull,</hi> &amp; refuſe to Love Him above all things, as He very well deſerves.</p>
               <p>He Loves us <hi>gratis:</hi> Not for any Good He gains by it; or any litle Service we can do him. He cannot
<pb n="8" facs="tcp:151194:15"/>ſtand in need of any of thoſe Goods, which every moment He beſtows upon us.
<note place="margin">16.2.</note> 
                  <hi>Thou art my God,</hi> ſays the Pſalmiſt; <hi>My Goodneſs extends not to Thee.</hi> When we have done all we can,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Luke</hi> 17.10.</note> 
                  <hi>we are un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>profitable Servants:</hi> We have done our ſelves the great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt good we can imagine, but our God is not a jot the better for't.
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Lib.</hi> 10. <hi>de Civ.</hi>
                  </note> 
                  <hi>The Fountain,</hi> ſays S. Auſtin, <hi>is not better for our drinking at the Stream, nor the Sun the better for our walking by his Light.</hi> If I may uſe S. Paul's expreſſion,
<note place="margin">2. <hi>Cor.</hi> 12.14.</note> 
                  <hi>He ſeeks not what is Ours, but <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>s.</hi> He ſeeks for nothing but our Love, &amp; even this Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand he lays upon us meer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly for our Good:
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Deut.</hi> 10.12.13.</note> 
                  <hi>And Now,</hi> ſays He, <hi>what dos thy Lord thy God require of thee, but to Love
<pb n="9" facs="tcp:151194:15"/>Him with all thy Heart; vvhich I command thee, this Day, for thy Good.</hi> Behold dear Chriſtians, a <hi>True</hi> &amp; Faithfull <hi>Friend!</hi> and ſee how you can anſwer it to your Good Nature, if you do not Love Him.</p>
               <p>He <hi>always</hi> Lov'd us; al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ways thought of us; not only all of us in generall, but every one of us; &amp; Lov'd us with a Love E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ternall as Himſelf. He ſays, in the Prophet Jeremy;
<note place="margin">13.3.</note> 
                  <hi>I have Lov'd Thee, with an Eternall Love; therefore with loving Kind<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs have I drawn Thee.</hi> And what more powerfull At<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tractive can there be to <hi>draw</hi> us to Him; than that <hi>Lo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving Kindneſs</hi> which from all Eternity took care of our Concerns, contriv'd our future Happyneſs, &amp; drew
<pb n="10" facs="tcp:151194:16"/>a Scheme of all the neceſſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry means to bring us to it. Except himſelf, He hardly thought of any thing but Us; Our firſt Creation, our Redemption, our Salvation, were always in his Eye; they were the Eternall En<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tertainment of his mind; they were the Great De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign which gave occaſion to the firſt Production of this World, which we ungrate<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully preferr before Him, though He made it for us. <hi>Never forſake your Old Friend,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Eccli.</hi> 9.14.</note> your New one will never be like Him.</hi> Alas! who can help it, if we will be ſo <hi>ungratefull,</hi> &amp; forſake ſo ancient a Friend? we may be ſure it is impoſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible to find a New one comparable to him.</p>
               <p>He Lov'd us, even <hi>when
<pb n="11" facs="tcp:151194:16"/>we were his Enemies.</hi> Tis true; The firſt Production of the Univerſe was Proof enough; &amp; no man can deny but that ſo Great a Gift be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtowd upon us, for our Uſe, aboundantly ſets forth the Greatneſs of his Love. But yet the whole Crea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion of the World is no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing to the conſtant Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſervation of it for our ſakes, who have ſo <hi>long</hi> ſo <hi>much</hi> abus'd it. If the firſt beſtowing of a more than ordinary favour, without any previous merit on our ſide, be ſuch an argument of more than ordinary Love; What is the conſtant repetition &amp; continuation of the Same ſo long a time, although the longer we en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>joy it, we demerit more &amp;
<pb n="12" facs="tcp:151194:17"/>more, &amp; are as <hi>obſtinate</hi> in our <hi>Ingratitude</hi> as He is <hi>con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtant</hi> in his <hi>Kindneſs?</hi> Was there ever any <hi>true</hi> &amp; hear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty <hi>Love,</hi> like this! S. Paul expreſſes ſome reſſemblance of it in a ſecond Letter which he writes to the Co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rinthians, &amp; declares his readyneſs to ſerve them, <hi>though</hi> (ſays he) <hi>the more aboun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dantly I love you,
<note place="margin">1. <hi>Cor.</hi> 12.15.</note> the leſſe I am lov'd.</hi> We read it in the 12. chapter, which relates his Rapture into the third Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven: and without all doubt this <hi>Love</hi> of his was copyed there from the divine Ori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ginall. If one ſmall Spark of this celeſtial Love had ſuch a wonderfull effect in the Apoſtle's breaſt; What can we ſay or think of that immenſe &amp; boundleſs Fire
<pb n="13" facs="tcp:151194:17"/>of Everlaſting Love, which no Ingratitude of Man was ever able to extinguish! Though our God foreſaw how much it was in vain to court our Love, although He was not ignorant that his Affection for ſo baſe &amp; ſo unworthy Creatures would be more deſpis'd the more he labour'd to endear us to him; though He knew before hand the unparal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lelld Ingratitude of Man; Nevertheleſs He ſent his only Son to ſave us, He could not hold his Hand, He could not deny himſelf the Satisfaction of being in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>finitely Kind. <hi>Be aſtonisht,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Jerem.</hi> 2.12.</note> O ye Heavens, at this!</hi>
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               <p>S. John, diſcourſing of this Love, takes notice of no other motive of it than
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                  <pb n="14" facs="tcp:151194:19"/>our <hi>Gratitude;</hi> our indiſpen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſable Obligation to be Gratefull to ſo <hi>Good</hi> a <hi>Friend.</hi>
                  <note place="margin">1. <hi>Jo. 4.19.</hi>
                  </note> We <hi>Love Him,</hi> ſays he, <hi>becauſe He firſt Lov'd <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>s.</hi> He dos not ſay, becauſe He's infinitely Good &amp; Perfect <hi>in himſelf,</hi> but becauſe He has been infi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nitely Good &amp; Kind <hi>to us.</hi> His reaſon I gather from the 12. v. of the ſame Chap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, where He ſays, <hi>No man has ſeen God any time;</hi> &amp; the 20. where he adds, <hi>How can a man Love God, whom he has not ſeen?</hi> If we had ever ſeen him <hi>Face to Face,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">1. <hi>Cor.</hi> 13.12.</note> as all the Bleſſed Spirits do in Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven, we should then have lov'd Him <hi>here</hi> as they do <hi>there;</hi> The very <hi>Sight</hi> of Him (although He never had been Kind) would have tranſported us beyond all
<pb n="15" facs="tcp:151194:19"/>thoughts of any thing but Him; it would have been impoſſible to entertain the leaſt impreſſion of any other Love, in Competition with Him. But becauſe this Hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pyneſs is not to be expected here, where 'tis impoſſible to <hi>ſee Him as He is:</hi>
                  <note place="margin">1. <hi>Jo.</hi> 3.2.</note> There<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore S. John, <hi>the Diſciple whom</hi> JESUS <hi>Lov'd,</hi> Who by expe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rience knew that no im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſion ſinks deeper in a Generous heart,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Jo.</hi> 21. <hi>v.</hi> 7.</note> than the endearing Obligation of re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turning Love for Love, pleads nothing elſe but <hi>Gra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>titude</hi> for the fullfilling of this Great Commande<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment; <hi>VVe Love Him,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">1. <hi>Jo.</hi> 4.19.</note> ſays he, <hi>becauſe He firſt Lov'd us.</hi>
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               <p>There's nothing more ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liging than the <hi>Love</hi> of a <hi>True Friend;</hi> &amp; nothing elſe obli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ges
<pb n="16" facs="tcp:151194:20"/>us without it. What<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoever the interiour value of a Benefit amounts to, when we caſt it up, the Obligation is not taxt by any other weight or meaſure than his <hi>Love</hi> to whom we ſtand indebted for it. In this Caſe, <hi>Ingratitude</hi> of all crimes is the moſt unpar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>donable, a Crime ſo baſe, which Human Nature ſo abhorrs, that even the Worſt of men who are asham'd of nothing elſe, can never en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dure that any man should either <hi>ſay</hi> or <hi>think</hi> They are <hi>
                     <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>ngratefull.</hi> Other ſins they publish to the World, but This They always labour to conceal. And though I ſcarce can think of any Wicked<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs ſo infamous but Some have been ſo Wicked as to
<pb n="17" facs="tcp:151194:20"/>Glory in it; yet <hi>Ingratitude</hi> is ſo <hi>
                     <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>nworthy,</hi> carries ſo much <hi>Baſeneſs</hi> in the very Front of it, that I could never hear of any that were ever Proud of being thought <hi>
                     <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>ngratefull.</hi> Rather than a Man should think They are ſo, they in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vent a thouſand frivolous pretences to diſown the Obligation; they quarrell with the Benefit; revile the Benefactor; &amp; that they may deny a <hi>leſs</hi> Ingratitude they hide it with a <hi>greater.</hi> So asham'd they are to own this fault, that they had rather <hi>be</hi> a thouſand times ungratefull than be once <hi>eſteemd</hi> ſo.</p>
               <p>This is the Crime which many of us are ſo Guilty of, although we as are as much <hi>unwilling</hi> to <hi>beleeve</hi> it, as we
<pb n="18" facs="tcp:151194:21"/>are <hi>asham'd</hi> to <hi>own</hi> it. And One of the moſt notorious aggravations of our great <hi>Ingratitude</hi> is this; that we not only are ſo, but are in a manner quite inſenſible of being ſo. Becauſe our God is infinitely <hi>more</hi> our Friend than any Other can be, Therefore we regard Him infinitely <hi>leſs.</hi> We can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not without indignation obſerve one man ungrate<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full to another: <hi>The very Sto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry of an ungratefull Action,</hi> ſays Seneca, <hi>puts us out of all Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tience, and gives us a loathing for the Author of it. That inhuman Villain, we cry, to do ſo horrid a Thing!</hi> And yet when we obſerve how horribly un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gratefull a poor miſerable Creature is to our Creator, we take litle notice of it;
<pb n="19" facs="tcp:151194:21"/>we regard it with a cold indifference, as if we were content it should be ſo.</p>
               <p>We cannot plead in our defence that we are igno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rant how much we ſtand indebted to him for his Love: Alas! we all know well enough that there was never any <hi>Love</hi> like His: ſo <hi>True,</hi> ſo <hi>Ancient,</hi> &amp; ſo <hi>Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stant.</hi> If we plead Forgetfull<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs or Inadvertency; 'twill only make the matter worſe by offering to mend it. <hi>He is the moſt <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>ngratefull of all,</hi> ſays the Morall Philoſopher, <hi>who Forgets either the Benefactor, or the Benefit.</hi> And yet when we have made the beſt we can of an ill Cauſe, 'tis cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain that the <hi>true,</hi> if not the <hi>only,</hi> Reaſon why we are inſenſible of our <hi>Ingra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>titude,</hi>
                  <pb n="20" facs="tcp:151194:22"/>is becauſe we ſeldom call to mind, &amp; almoſt quite <hi>Forget,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">1. <hi>Jo.</hi> 4.19.</note> how <hi>Great</hi> our <hi>Obli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gation</hi> is <hi>to Love</hi> our <hi>God, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe He firſt Lov'd us.</hi>
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               <p>
                  <hi>All the Ends of the VVorld,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Pſalm.</hi> 22.28.</note> ſays the Pſalmiſt, <hi>shall Remember, and be Converted to God.</hi> Let us <hi>Remember</hi> only What a <hi>Friend</hi> God is; how infinitely Bet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter than the Beſt we have beſides: Let us <hi>Remember</hi> on<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly <hi>This,</hi> and We <hi>shall</hi> be <hi>Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verted:</hi> We shall be asham'd of our <hi>Ingratitude,</hi> and <hi>Love Him</hi> above all Things.</p>
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               <head>SECT. III. <hi>That the Love of God is our Greateſt Good.</hi>
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               <p>WHatever our <hi>Duty</hi> is<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> the very word <hi>Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mandement</hi>
                  <pb n="21" facs="tcp:151194:22"/>is always odious to thoſe who love their <hi>Li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty,</hi> &amp; makes it ſo much harder to go down with them. But yet, if after ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cond thoughts upon the matter, we diſcover that One reaſon, why it is our Greateſt Obligation, is be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe it is our <hi>Greateſt Good;</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 11.30.</note> the <hi>Yoke</hi> will then ſeem <hi>eaſy</hi> &amp; the <hi>Burthen light.</hi>
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               <p>Three things there are, which gain our Hearts, command our Inclinations, &amp; in a manner gouvern all our Actions; and theſe three things are, <hi>Honour, Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fit, Pleaſure.</hi> Whatſoever we call <hi>Good</hi> falls under one of theſe three Heads; tis ei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther <hi>Honourable, Profitable,</hi> or <hi>Delightfull.</hi> All theſe three ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>company the <hi>Love</hi> of God;
<pb n="22" facs="tcp:151194:23"/>&amp; none of them are ever be found without it.</p>
               <p n="1">1. To begin with <hi>Honour:</hi> I take for granted, No man ought to judge that <hi>This</hi> or <hi>That</hi> is <hi>Honourable,</hi> becauſe the Generality of Mankind, by miſtake, is apt to value &amp; admire it; but before he gives his verdict, every man should firſt conſider well the merits of the cauſe. A Wife Man though he liv'd amongſt a Multitude of In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fidells, &amp; ſaw how much they honour &amp; adore falſe Gods, he would not there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore preſently conclude ſuch Idols <hi>Honourable;</hi> but would rather laugh at thoſe who are ſo blind as not to ſee how litle <hi>They</hi> deſerve it. The Queſtion is not, what we (by a vulgar er<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rour)
<pb n="23" facs="tcp:151194:23"/>are inclin'd to <hi>honour</hi> moſt, but What it is that is moſt worthy of it? And This upon a ſtrict enquiry will appear to be the <hi>Love of God. Honour,</hi> at all hands, is agreed to be, a <hi>Teſtimo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny</hi> of ſome Excellence; and Nothing can be truly ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nourable, if it be not tru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly <hi>Excellent.</hi> A man has no juſt Title to his Honour (any more than what the common Duties of Civili<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty amount to) if he have not ſomething in him more than ordinary, ſome Perfection to diſtinguiſh Him, &amp; raiſe him to a Height more elevated than the loweſt Rank of men.</p>
               <p>The Qualities which juſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly challenge men's <hi>Eſteem,</hi> are <hi>VViſdom, Justice, Power,</hi>
                  <pb n="24" facs="tcp:151194:24"/>&amp; Whatſoever raiſes us to the Perfection of our Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture.
<note place="margin">2.2. <hi>q.</hi> 47. <hi>a.</hi> 13.</note> As for <hi>VViſdom;</hi> S. Tho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mas of Aquine has demon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrated that No man can be truly <hi>VViſe,</hi> who dos not Love God above all things. <hi>He may be,</hi> ſays he, <hi>a VViſe Merchant, or a VViſe Pilot,</hi> a Wiſe Stateſman, or a Wiſe. Generall; becauſe he may be <hi>Prudent in the choice of Proper Means well fitted to the</hi> Purpoſe &amp; <hi>Deſign</hi> of ſuch Employ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments: But 'tis impoſſible to be a <hi>VViſe Man</hi> without being <hi>VViſe in order to the Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>per End of</hi> MAN, the great Deſign of his Creation, which is nothing but the Knowledg &amp; the <hi>Love of God.</hi> A Magiſtrate, who is crea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted meerly for the <hi>Publick Peace,</hi> whatever he may be
<pb n="25" facs="tcp:151194:24"/>in other things, if he be not <hi>VViſe</hi> in order to <hi>that End,</hi> He is not a <hi>VViſe Magiſtrate:</hi> And ſince All Mankind was created to be happy in an Everlaſting Union with God, Whatever a Perſon may be in other Affairs, if he be not Wiſe in order to this End, He may be a Wiſe <hi>VVhat you pleaſe,</hi> but he is not a <hi>VViſe</hi> MAN.</p>
               <p>As for <hi>Juſtice,</hi> I would gladly know how any Man is thoroughly &amp; truly <hi>Juſt,</hi> who is perpetually Guilty of the moſt notorious in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>juſtice, we can think of. Such is the Man, whoêre he be, that dos not <hi>Love</hi> his Maker as he ought. Tis true; He only is <hi>injuſt</hi> to <hi>God;</hi> He only wrongs Him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf; he never wrong'd his
<pb n="26" facs="tcp:151194:25"/>Neighbour, may be, all his Life. But what would you ſay of a Steward who <hi>only</hi> cheats his <hi>Maſter?</hi> Would you think him a <hi>Just Man,</hi> becauſe he never cheats his Fellow-Servants?</p>
               <p>As for <hi>Power:</hi> I Confeſs it may be <hi>Great,</hi> in ſome par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticular reſpects, but never can be <hi>Abſolute,</hi> without the <hi>Love</hi> of <hi>God.</hi> I may ſay the ſame of <hi>Power,</hi> that S. Tho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mas ſays of Wiſdom. A Man without this <hi>Love</hi> may be a <hi>Powerfull Prince,</hi> a <hi>Power<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full VVarriour,</hi> or the like: be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe, without it, He may have all <hi>Power</hi> neceſſary for the main Deſign of <hi>Gouvern<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment,</hi> or <hi>VVar,</hi> &amp;c. But ſince, without this <hi>Love,</hi> he nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther can <hi>Command</hi> his <hi>Paſsions,</hi> nor <hi>Himſelf;</hi> 'tis evident He
<pb n="27" facs="tcp:151194:25"/>has not all the <hi>Power</hi> neceſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſary to attain the proper <hi>End</hi> of <hi>Man's</hi> Creation: in a word, He is no <hi>Powerfull</hi> MAN, who is not <hi>Maſter</hi> of <hi>Himſelf.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Thus you may plainly ſee how theſe three Characters of <hi>VViſe, Juſt, Powerfull,</hi> which are the moſt eſteem'd &amp; <hi>Honour'd</hi> in the World, are only Shadows, &amp; imperfect Semblances, if ſeparated from the <hi>Love of God.</hi> You plainly ſee; that it not on<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly is the Greateſt <hi>Excellence</hi> of <hi>Man,</hi> moſt <hi>Honourable,</hi> moſt <hi>Deſerving</hi> our, <hi>Eſteem;</hi> but that, without it, there is hard<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly any Thing which <hi>truly is</hi> ſo.</p>
               <p n="2">2. As it is our Greateſt Honour, ſo it is our <hi>Great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt Profit.</hi> S. Paul was ſo ſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible
<pb n="28" facs="tcp:151194:26"/>of this, that though the Fervour of his Zeal ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pears in all his Writings, yet he never ſpeaks with greater Emphaſis than when he has a fair occaſion to diſcourſe upon this ſubject. <hi>Though I ſpeak,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">1. <hi>Cor.</hi> 13.</note> ſays he, <hi>with the Tongues of Men &amp; Angels, &amp; have not</hi> CHARITY, <hi>I am become like ſounding Braſs, or a tinkling Cymbal. And though I have the Gift of Prophecy, &amp; under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtand all Myſteries, &amp; all Know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledg: and though I have all Faith ſo that I could remove Mountains, &amp; have no Charity; I am Nothing. And though I beſtow all my Goods to feed the Poor, &amp; though I give my Body to be burn'd, &amp; have not Charity; it</hi> PROFITS <hi>me no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing.</hi> He has reckon'd up the greateſt <hi>Gifts,</hi> &amp; beſt <hi>Ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantages,</hi> that he could call
<pb n="29" facs="tcp:151194:26"/>to mind; &amp; yet he ſays, They <hi>All</hi> are <hi>Nothing</hi> to our Purpoſe, without <hi>Love.</hi> On the other ſide, the ſame A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſtle teaches us, that All things elſe are Profitable <hi>with</hi> it, though they never can be ſo <hi>without</hi> it. <hi>VVeknow,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Rom.</hi> 8.28.</note> ſays he, <hi>that All things work together for</hi> GOOD, <hi>to thoſe who</hi> LOVE <hi>God.</hi> The Secret of changing all things in to Gold has, in vain, long time been ſought for: but the myſtery of changing all the meaneſt of our Ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions in to more than Gold, is much more eaſy to be found.
<note place="margin">1. <hi>Cor.</hi> 10.31.</note> 
                  <hi>VVhatever ye do</hi> ſays S. Paul, <hi>Do all to the Glory of God;</hi> &amp; every thing you do, will have more value in his ſight, than all the Gold &amp; Silver in the
<pb n="30" facs="tcp:151194:27"/>World. The leaſt Degree of <hi>Love,</hi> the coldeſt Act of <hi>Charity,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 10.42.</note> even the Giving <hi>a Cup of cold water,</hi> for the Love of God, our Saviour tells us, <hi>shall in no wiſe looſe its Reward.</hi> So true is that, of S. Auſtin; <hi>All things elſe are Profitable, with it; Nothing elſe is truly ſo, without it.</hi>
               </p>
               <p n="3">3. As it is our <hi>Greateſt Profit,</hi> ſo it is our <hi>Greateſt Pleaſure:</hi> There is Nothing ſo <hi>Delightfull,</hi> even in this World, as to <hi>Love God with all our Heart, with all our Soul, with all our Mind.</hi> Tis hard enough, I know, to make the World beleeve it: Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe although the Truth be, in it ſelf, as clear &amp; bright as the Meridian Sun; Our Paſsions raiſe a clou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy Miſt before our Eyes,
<pb n="31" facs="tcp:151194:27"/>which intercepts the Sight of it. All Perſons, whoſe Affections are fixt upon the Pleaſures of this World, can hardly ever be perſua<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded but that the <hi>Love of God</hi> is the Dulleſt, &amp; the moſt Inſipid Thing imaginable. They eaſily conceive, that Nothing is ſo <hi>Honourable,</hi> as to be a <hi>Saint;</hi> And that it is but very litle <hi>Profit</hi> for a Man <hi>to gain the VVorld,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Math.</hi> 16.26.</note> &amp; looſe his Soul:</hi> The <hi>Honour</hi> &amp; the <hi>Profit</hi> are agreed upon; But where's the <hi>Pleaſure?</hi> All that can be ſaid upon this ſubject, They are unac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quainted with, They un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derſtand it not. He prea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ches in an <hi>unknown Tongue,</hi> who preaches the Love of God to thoſe who ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver Lov'd Him. <hi>The Language
<pb n="32" facs="tcp:151194:28"/>of Love,</hi> ſays S. Bernard, <hi>is Barbarous, to thoſe who Love not.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>As ſoon as ever they be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gin to <hi>turn</hi> their back upon theſe rotten Pleaſures, &amp; <hi>look</hi> towards Heaven; pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſently theſe Darlings of their Heart begin, as it were,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Conf. lib.</hi> 8.</note> to <hi>pull them by the ſleeve,</hi> as Saint Auſtin words it, <hi>&amp; whiſper in their Ear; Do you Forſake <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>s? And from this mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment shall we have your Company no more,</hi> FOR EVER? <hi>Shall we</hi> NEVER <hi>ſee you more?</hi> Thus they ſollicite, Thus they importune, &amp; tempt them, to differr the time of their Converſion. <hi>Do you think it poſsible</hi> to Live <hi>without</hi> the Pleaſures of this World? Ah Chriſtians! Tis not on<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly poſsible; it is the <hi>Great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt Pleaſure</hi> in the World to
<pb n="33" facs="tcp:151194:28"/>Live without them. Tis true: The very Thoughts of <hi>Separation</hi> are like Thoughts of <hi>Death:</hi> But then we ought to reflect, that as we feel no pain when we are <hi>Dead,</hi> but all our pain is only whilſt we are in <hi>Dying:</hi> So we feel the pain of lea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving worldly Pleaſures, whilſt we are <hi>Deliberating</hi> what to Do; But we are <hi>Dead,</hi> We feel no pain at all, when once we are <hi>Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolv'd</hi> upon't. <hi>You are Dead,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">3.3.</note> ſays S. Paul to the Coloſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſians, <hi>and your Life is hidden with Chriſt in God. I am Dead,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">2.19.20.</note> ſays the ſame Apoſtle to the Galatians, &amp; <hi>the Life which I now live in the Flesh, I live by the Faith of the Son of God who Lov'd me.</hi> See the power<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full Effects of Love! It
<pb n="34" facs="tcp:151194:29"/>makes us as inſenſible to all the <hi>Pleaſures</hi> of this World, as if our Inclina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions were already <hi>Dead,</hi> &amp; quite Extinguisht in Us. <hi>Love is as Strong as Death.</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Cant.</hi> 8.6.</note>
               </p>
               <p>Tis this Victorious <hi>Love</hi> which frees us from the Tyranny of all thoſe <hi>Paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſions,</hi> which <hi>divide</hi> the <hi>King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom</hi> of our <hi>Heart:</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 12.25.26.</note> a King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom <hi>brought to Deſolation; where Satan caſts out Satan; &amp; How can this Kingdom stand?</hi> How is there any true <hi>Content</hi> and <hi>Satisfaction</hi> to be found in it? A Man who places all his Happyneſs in Humouring his Paſsions, can never pleaſe himſelf, till he has pleas'd them All: And ſince it is impoſsible to pleaſe <hi>two Maſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ters,</hi> how is't poſsible for any Man to pleaſe <hi>ſo many?</hi>
                  <pb n="35" facs="tcp:151194:29"/>I might here appeal to each Man's private Conſcience for a farther Teſtimony of this Truth; But, if a Sul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>len Conſcience (even when it is upon the Wrack) re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fuſes to Confeſs, We have the Word of God, the beſt &amp; cleareſt Evidence, we can deſire: <hi>The VVicked,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Iſai.</hi> 57.20, 21.</note> ſays He, <hi>are like the troubled Sea, when it cannot Reſt; whoſe VVa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ters cast up Mire &amp; Dirt: There is no</hi> PEACE, <hi>ſays my God, to the VVicked.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>On the other ſide, when once the <hi>Love of God</hi> has full poſſeſſion of our <hi>Heart;</hi> when Chriſt <hi>Gouverns</hi> it by <hi>Faith,</hi> &amp; the Holy Ghoſt by <hi>Charity;</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Gen.</hi> 1.2. <hi>Math.</hi> 8.26.</note> when <hi>the Spirit of God</hi> begins to <hi>moue upon the face of the VVaters;</hi> it preſently <hi>Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mands the VVinds &amp; the Sea,</hi> &amp;
<pb n="36" facs="tcp:151194:30"/>there ſucceeds a <hi>Great Calm.</hi> In a word, As much as Li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty is more agreable than Slavery, As much as Uni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty is better than Diviſion, As much as Peace, Content, &amp; Eaſe, are more <hi>Delightfull</hi> than perpetuall Diſturbance, Diſcontent &amp; Pain; ſo much the <hi>Pleaſure,</hi> which at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tends the <hi>Love of God,</hi> is <hi>Great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er</hi> than the <hi>Pleaſures of this VVorld.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Had it been poſſible for our Creator to oblige us All to <hi>Love</hi> Him <hi>gratis,</hi> we might then have had more Colour for our Crime. And yet, it would have been no more than what He very well deſerves. He Lov'd us <hi>gra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tis,</hi> without any poſſibility of Recompence: He hum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bled himſelf to repair our
<pb n="37" facs="tcp:151194:30"/>
                  <hi>Honour;</hi> He quitted Heaven to promote our <hi>Intereſt;</hi> He ſufferd torments to procure our <hi>Eaſe;</hi> And it would only be a Suitable Return, if we preferr'd his <hi>Honour, Intereſt,</hi> &amp; <hi>Pleaſure,</hi> far before our own. But, as our Kind &amp; Gracious God has or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der'd it to our advantage, we are All oblig'd to ſeek our Own <hi>True</hi> Honour, In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſt, &amp; Pleaſure; &amp; deſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>piſe the <hi>Falſe</hi> Appearances of <hi>Honourable, Profitable,</hi> &amp; <hi>De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lightfull,</hi> which the World en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavours to delude us with.</p>
               <p>When we have made the moſt we can of ſuch an Ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligation, 'twill amount to neither more nor leſſe than What we dayly ſee before our Eyes. Conſider how the Ambitious, the Cove<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tous,
<pb n="38" facs="tcp:151194:31"/>&amp; the Voluptuous, love their Honours, Riches, Plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſures: Is it not plain, They <hi>Love</hi> them <hi>above all</hi> things? And why should not we <hi>Love God</hi> as well as World<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lings <hi>Love</hi> the <hi>VVorld?</hi> They Love it <hi>with all their Heart,</hi> They <hi>deſire</hi> nothing elſe but to enjoy it; <hi>with all their Soul,</hi> They have no <hi>paſsion</hi> for any thing elſe; <hi>with all their Mind,</hi> They <hi>think</hi> of nothing elſe, but how to make a Figure in it. Has <hi>God</hi> leſs charms than the <hi>VVorld?</hi> Or is a <hi>Flattering Friend</hi> (well known to be our Greateſt Enemy) more amiable than the <hi>Beſt</hi> of Friends, moſt True, moſt Ancient, &amp; moſt Conſtant, who has always Lov'd us better than we Love our ſelves? Is it a
<pb n="39" facs="tcp:151194:31"/>Greater <hi>Honour,</hi> for a Man to be the Divel's Slave, than be a Favourite of God? Is it a Greater <hi>Profit,</hi> to be cheated in the End, than be Eternally Rewarded? Or are thoſe <hi>Pleaſures</hi> which are always mixt with intervalls of diſcontent, anxiety, &amp; pain, greater than thoſe De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lights which are unchange<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able, immortall, &amp; divine, which even in this Vale of Miſery begin our Heaven upon Earth? Ah Chriſtians! We have litle reaſon to diſpute the terms of ſuch an Obligation, where the whole Advantage is entire<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly on our Side: So great Advantage, that we cannot <hi>truly</hi> Love our ſelves,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 22.38.</note> unleſs we <hi>Love our Lord our</hi> GOD, <hi>with all our Heart, with all our
<pb n="40" facs="tcp:151194:32"/>Soul, with all our Mind:</hi> This is, not only our Greateſt <hi>Duty,</hi> but our Greateſt <hi>Good.</hi>
               </p>
            </div>
            <div n="4" type="section">
               <head>SECT. IV. <hi>That the Love of God is the chief Grace of the Holy Ghoſt.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>I <hi>Am come,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Luke.</hi> 12.22.</note> ſays our Saviour, <hi>to Send Fire on the Earth; &amp; what do I deſire but that it may be Kindled?</hi> This He <hi>deſires;</hi> for This He <hi>came;</hi> and This we <hi>pray for,</hi> in the <hi>Service</hi> of the Church; <hi>Come Holy Spirit; Fill the Hearts of thy Faithfull, &amp; Kindle in them the Fire of thy Love.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Holy Ghoſt came <hi>viſibly</hi> at firſt; &amp; prov'd his Preſence by the Miracles He did. But yet a Spirit is
<pb n="41" facs="tcp:151194:32"/>not naturally ſenſible; &amp; when He comes <hi>inviſibly,</hi> He comes more like Him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf; nor have we any reaſon (when He dwells within us) to ſuſpect that He <hi>is</hi> leſſe <hi>at home,</hi> becauſe He leſſe <hi>Appears abroad.</hi> Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>though we do not ſee the <hi>Fire</hi> deſcend, &amp; reſt upon our Heads; yet if the <hi>Love</hi> of God enflame us, if it burn within our Hearts, if it appear in our Devotion, in our Converſation, in our Actions; 'tis enough; we then may hope we have receiv'd the Holy Ghoſt, &amp; that our Saviour verifies in us his Promiſe, which He made us, when He ſaid, <hi>He shall be</hi> IN YOU.
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Jo.</hi> 14. <hi>v.</hi> 17.</note> He did not come in to the World, to viſit the Apoſtles only,
<pb n="42" facs="tcp:151194:33"/>and abandon their Poſterity: Our Saviour did not ſend him to us, that he might immediately forſake us, but that He might remain with us for ever, to the End of the World:
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Jo.</hi> 14. <hi>v.</hi> 16.</note> 
                  <hi>I will pray my Father,</hi> ſays He, <hi>that He may abide with you for ever.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The <hi>Spirit</hi> of God <hi>shall be in <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>s.</hi> Tis a ſolemn Promiſe of our Saviour himſelf: we cannot doubt of it, although we cannot but admire it with profound aſtonish<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Kings.</hi> 3.8.27.</note> like that of Solomon: <hi>VVill God dwell</hi> with us <hi>on the Earth!</hi> will the Spirit of God not only dwell here <hi>with</hi> us, but <hi>within</hi> us! <hi>If Heaven</hi> ſays he, <hi>and the Heaven of Heavens cannot contain Thee, How much leſſe this Houſe which I have builded!</hi> If we find that Salomon
<pb n="43" facs="tcp:151194:33"/>was thus tranſported when he lookt upon his Temple, &amp; compar'd it with the Majeſty of God, to whom he built it; may not we admire much more the living Temple of the Holy Ghoſt? <hi>If the Heaven of Heavens cannot contain</hi> the Spirit of God, <hi>How much leſſe this</hi> litle <hi>Houſe</hi> of clay? Can we ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gine that this litle Heart of ours is more capacious than Heaven? Or can our Heart contain our God, if Heaven cannot? Oh no: our God is infinite; He cannot be <hi>contain'd</hi> in either; &amp; yet He <hi>dwells</hi> in both. Hear the Pſalmiſt;
<note place="margin">122.1.</note> 
                  <hi>To Thee I lift up my Eyes, O Thou that Dwelleſt in the Heavens.</hi> Hear S. Paul;
<note place="margin">1. <hi>Cor.</hi> 3.16.</note> 
                  <hi>You are the Temple of God, &amp; the Spirit of God Dwells in You.</hi> Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pare
<pb n="44" facs="tcp:151194:34"/>both Teſtaments, the Old and New; &amp; if you ſeriouſly beleeve them both, conclude we have the ſame aſſurance that God dwells in <hi>Virtuous Souls,</hi> as that He dwells in <hi>Heaven.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>The Kingdom of God is within you.</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Luke.</hi> 17.21.</note> Whereſoever <hi>Majeſty</hi> re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſides, the <hi>Court</hi> is there; &amp; whereſoeuer the <hi>King</hi> gou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verns, there his <hi>Kingdom</hi> is. If the <hi>Almighty</hi> gouvern all the Paſſions, Motions &amp; Affections of our Souls; if once He be the Souvereign Monarch of our Hearts, if the <hi>Love of God</hi> give Law to all our Inclinations; the H. Ghoſt is then as truly in us, as a King is in his King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom, &amp; He is no otherwiſe in Heaven. This is that <hi>Heaven upon Earth</hi> which none can
<pb n="45" facs="tcp:151194:34"/>underſtand but thoſe devout &amp; pious Souls, who by experience <hi>Taſt &amp; See</hi> how <hi>ſweet</hi> God's Kingdom is,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Pſ.</hi> 33.9.</note> where Chriſt gouverns by <hi>Faith,</hi> &amp; the Holy Ghoſt by <hi>Charity;</hi> or (as S. Auſtin ſays) <hi>whoſe King is Truth, whoſe Law is Love.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>A <hi>Spirit,</hi> having no pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portion with <hi>Place</hi> (if we beleeve Philoſophers) is neither <hi>here,</hi> nor <hi>there,</hi> nor <hi>any where,</hi> of its <hi>ſelf;</hi> but only by its <hi>Operation</hi> in a <hi>Body,</hi> which is in ſome <hi>Place.</hi> When Angels formerly appear'd with airy bodies, they were truly &amp; ſubſtan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tially preſent in thoſe hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man Forms, which they in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>habited, by operating there. Whatever the Airy Body <hi>ſeemd</hi> to do, the Angel <hi>truly</hi>
                  <pb n="46" facs="tcp:151194:35"/>did; the Angel <hi>mov'd,</hi> the Angel <hi>walkt,</hi> the Angel <hi>ſpoke,</hi> diſcourſt, converſt with men. The Holy Ghoſt is likewiſe truly &amp; ſubſtan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tially preſent in the Soul of a devout &amp; pious Chriſtian. He dwells in his Heart by <hi>operating</hi> there: His Heart becomes a <hi>Paradiſe</hi> on Earth: The <hi>Love of God,</hi> now planted in the <hi>middle</hi> of it, is the <hi>Tree of Life:</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Gen.</hi> 2.9.</note> The Holy Ghoſt himſelf becomes the Angel Guardian, of the Place, &amp; like the Cherubin defends it with a <hi>Flaming Sword:</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Gen.</hi> 3.24. <hi>Gal.</hi> 5. <hi>v.</hi> 25.</note> He gives him Life, <hi>we Live by the Spirit;</hi> He gives him Motion, <hi>we VValk by the Spirit;</hi> He gives him Speech, <hi>Tis not You that Speak,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 10.20.</note> ſays our Saviour to his Apoſtles, <hi>but the Spirit of God that Speaks in You.</hi>
               </p>
               <pb n="47" facs="tcp:151194:35"/>
               <p>So far you ſee the Parallell betwixt the Preſence of an Angel dwelling in an airy Body, &amp; the Preſence of the Holy Ghoſt inhabiting in us. Only this difference there is. Philoſophers are puzzled to explain the <hi>Virtue</hi> &amp; the <hi>Operation</hi> by which an Angel moves the Body it aſſumes; But Chriſtians, by the light of Faith, have this Advantage over them: They plainly read &amp; underſtand in Scripture, that the <hi>Virtue</hi> of the Holy Ghoſt, by which He moves &amp; gouverns us, is <hi>Charity;</hi> &amp; that the <hi>Opera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion,</hi> which <hi>with us</hi> He pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duces <hi>in us,</hi> is the <hi>Love of God</hi> above all things. <hi>God</hi> the Holy Ghoſt <hi>is Charity:</hi>
                  <note place="margin">1. <hi>Jo.</hi> 4.8.</note> He is the Conſubſtantiall <hi>Love</hi> of God the Father &amp; the
<pb n="48" facs="tcp:151194:36"/>Son. If <hi>Charity</hi> inſpire us; if the <hi>Love of God</hi> direct us, gou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vern us, &amp; influence the principall Deſigns &amp; Actions of our Life; we then may reaſonably hope,
<note place="margin">1. <hi>Cor.</hi> 2.12.</note> 
                  <hi>we have not receiv'd the Spirit of this VVorld, but the Spirit which is of God.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>That <hi>Inclination</hi> which is predominant, &amp; gouverns all the reſt, is uſually call'd the <hi>Spirit</hi> of a man. If this be Love of Honours, Ri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ches, Pleaſures of this World; Tis an Ambitious, a Cove<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tous, a Carnall, or (to ſpeak them all at once) a <hi>VVorldly</hi> Spirit. But if it be the <hi>Love of God</hi> above all things, without any competition of Crea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tures; 'tis a Virtuous, a Di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vine, a <hi>Holy Spirit:</hi> Then it is that the <hi>Love of God is diffus'd in our Hearts,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rom.</hi> 5.5.</note> by the Holy Ghoſt,
<pb n="49" facs="tcp:151194:36"/>the</hi> HOLY SPIRIT <hi>which is given to us.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>S. Paul,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Acts.</hi> 19.1.2.</note> when <hi>he came to Epheſus,</hi> and <hi>found certain Diſci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ples,</hi> demanded of them; <hi>Have ye receiv'd the Holy Ghoſt, ſince ye beleev'd?</hi> And I am apt to think, it would not be amiſs to put the Queſtion, to the Chriſtians of our Age. You in whoſe <hi>Minds</hi> Chriſt dwells by <hi>Faith,</hi> dos the Holy Ghoſt dwell in your <hi>Hearts</hi> by <hi>Charity?</hi> Is your <hi>Love</hi> ſuitable to your <hi>Creed?</hi> Do you <hi>Love</hi> God, as you <hi>Beleeve</hi> He deſerves? Do you <hi>Love</hi> Him <hi>above all things?</hi> Your greateſt <hi>Care,</hi> is it to pleaſe your God? Your greateſt <hi>Grief,</hi> is it to have diſpleas'd Him? In all things, which deſerve De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liberation, do you firſt
<pb n="50" facs="tcp:151194:37"/>conſult his Law, &amp; make it the Rule of all your Meaſures? Examine well the whole Courſe of your Life; your Actions, Hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mours, &amp; Deſigns. What is it that employs your Mind the moſt? What Thoughts are thoſe which cloſe your Eyes at Night, &amp; open them next Morning? Are they fixt upon the <hi>Only Neceſſary?</hi> Do they tend to <hi>Heaven?</hi> All things elſe, what are they? Are they <hi>Nothing</hi> in compariſon of <hi>That?</hi> If ſo; you have receiv'd the Holy Ghoſt; the <hi>Spirit</hi> of God,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Io.</hi> 14. <hi>v.</hi> 17.</note> 
                  <hi>whom the VVorld cannot receive.</hi> But if the Souvereign Inclination of your Hearts be <hi>Love</hi> of Honours, Riches, Pleaſures; if your greateſt Grief &amp; Trouble be your
<pb n="51" facs="tcp:151194:37"/>diſappointment of Succeſs in theſe; if upon all occaſions you conſult your Inclina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions &amp; the Maximes of the World: You then may anſwer, as the Epheſians did; Alas we are but litle acquainted with this <hi>Holy Spirit;</hi> we have ſcarce heard of him; we know not what He is: A <hi>VVorldly Spirit</hi> we have more acquaintance with; But, as for the Spirit of God, He is a Stranger to us. We ſay our Prayers, we frequent the Sacrements, we are in the common road of cuſtomary Duties: But our <hi>Ambitious Spirit,</hi> our impa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tient Love of Honour is ſuch, that we are more concern'd for an Affront, than for a Mortall Sin: Our <hi>Avaritious Spirit,</hi> our inſati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able
<pb n="52" facs="tcp:151194:38"/>Love of Riches is ſo violent, that we had rather hazard the loſs of all the Heaven we pretend to, than expoſe the Treaſure we poſſeſs: Our <hi>Carnall Spirit,</hi> our incontinent Love of Pleaſure is ſo paſſionate, that we had rather quitt our Right to all the Eternall Joys above, than any way deny our ſelves the rotten ſatisfaction we ſeek for here below: In short, we love this World ſo much, that if we might but always have it at Command, 'tis All we ask; We wish no more; <hi>VVe have receiv'd the Spirit of this VVorld.</hi>
                  <note place="margin">1. <hi>.Cor.</hi> 2.12.</note>
               </p>
               <p>I hope I may be pardon'd if I am a litle importune in preſſing home this Queſtion;
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Acts.</hi> 19.2.</note> 
                  <hi>Have you receiv'd the Holy Ghoſt?</hi>
                  <pb n="53" facs="tcp:151194:38"/>Eternity depends upon't: Your Choice of Heaven, or Hell; Your being Children of God, or of the Divel; Your being Sav'd, or Damn'd for ever: All This, (&amp; what is <hi>All</hi> if <hi>This</hi> be not?) All This depends upon the Anſwer to this neceſſary Queſtion.
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Rom.</hi> 8.16.</note> 
                  <hi>As Many as are led by the Spirit of God,</hi> ſays Saint Paul, <hi>They are the Children of God.</hi> Compute your Actions, Words, &amp; Thoughts; from Morning to Night; from Day to Day: Dos the <hi>Spi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rit of God</hi> direct &amp; <hi>lead</hi> you? Or the Spirit of this World? If the <hi>Spirit of God,</hi> You <hi>are the Children of God:</hi> If not, Hear what the Apoſtle ſays, <hi>If any Man have not the Spirit of Chriſt, He is none of his:</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Rom.</hi> 8.9.</note> He is not a Brother of Chriſt;
<pb n="54" facs="tcp:151194:39"/>He is not an <hi>adoptive</hi> Son of his Eternall Father; He has a Father in Hell, but none in Heaven. Our Saviour plainly ſays,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Jo.</hi> 8. <hi>v.</hi> 42.</note> 
                  <hi>If God were your Father, You VVould</hi> LOVE <hi>Me</hi> above all things; but becauſe You do not,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>v.</hi> 44.</note> 
                  <hi>You are of your Father, the Divel.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Let thoſe who, above all things, Love the World, <hi>Conſider</hi> this, and <hi>Tremble.</hi> Let them not gaze in vain upon our Saviour aſcending to his Father: Let them be aſſur'd <hi>his</hi> Father is not <hi>theirs;</hi> &amp; that, as certainly as He <hi>aſcended</hi> to his Father in Heaven, they shall in time (unleſs they ſeriouſly re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pent) <hi>deſcend</hi> to their's in Hell.</p>
               <p>This was the Reaſon why our Saviour told the
<pb n="55" facs="tcp:151194:39"/>Jews: <hi>VVhither I go,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Jo.</hi> 8. <hi>v.</hi> 21.</note> You cannot come:</hi> As if He should ſay; I go to my Father; If He were your Father alſo, then you might bear me Compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny: But,
<note place="margin">1. <hi>Cor.</hi> 2.12.</note> ſince you <hi>have receiv'd the Spirit of this VVorld;</hi> as long as you are gouvern'd by the Spirit of another Father; You may in due time follow him to Hell, But 'tis impoſſible (without ſincere Repentance)<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> You should ever follow me to Heaven: <hi>VVhither I go, you cannot come.</hi> The Jews amaz'd to hear it, knew not what He meant. He told them the reaſon: <hi>I am from above,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Jo.</hi> 8. <hi>v.</hi> 23.</note> ſays He, <hi>I am not of this VVorld;</hi> The Spirit which gouverns all my Actions is from above; 'tis not the Spirit of this World; 'tis the Spirit of
<pb n="56" facs="tcp:151194:40"/>my Father; therefore I go to him. But on the other ſide, <hi>You are of this VVorld,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">Ibid.</note> You are led by the Spirit of this World; and therefore <hi>VVhi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther I go, You eannot come.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Let us not flatter &amp; de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive our ſelves with vain appearances of ſuperficiall Piety which flote upon the Surface of our Souls; but ſound the very bottom of our Hearts, &amp; be aſſur'd that if we find them <hi>chiefly</hi> fixt upon this World, or any Creature in it; We may ſtand <hi>gazing</hi> with the <hi>Men of Galilee,</hi> We may contemplate &amp; admire the Aſcenſion of our Saviour; but all in vain; All this will be no Comfort to us; Whither He goes, we cannot follow Him. We cannot Aſcend,
<pb n="57" facs="tcp:151194:40"/>unleſs we firſt receive the Holy Ghoſt: nor can we receive Him, unleſs we firſt prepare for His recep<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion.</p>
            </div>
            <div n="5" type="section">
               <head>SECT. V. <hi>That we ought to prepare our Heart for this great Grace.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>WHen our Saviour was upon the point of leaving his Apoſtles, after He had been <hi>fourty days</hi> diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſing with them con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cerning the <hi>Kingdom of God,</hi> The laſt &amp; moſt important thing He recommended to their Care, was that They should <hi>prepare</hi> themſelves for the receiving of the Holy Ghoſt:
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Acts.</hi> 1.4.</note> 
                  <hi>He commanded them that they should not depart
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                     <pb n="58" facs="tcp:151194:42"/>from Jeruſalem, but wait for the Promiſe of the Father.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Prepare your Hearts,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">1. <hi>Sam.</hi> 7.3.</note> ſays the Prophet; <hi>Prepare your Hearts to God, &amp; ſerve Him only, and He will deliver you:</hi> Prepare your Hearts to entertain the Holy Ghoſt, or elſe you never will receive Him. Prepare Materialls for <hi>the Temple of the Holy Ghoſt:</hi>
                  <note place="margin">1. <hi>Cor.</hi> 6.19.</note> His Temple is not to be built &amp; finisht in a day: We muſt have Time to carry on the Work, &amp; more than ordinary Preparations muſt be made:
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Chron.</hi> 1.29.2.</note> 
                  <hi>VVith</hi> ALL MY MIGHT, ſays the Royall Prophet<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> 
                  <hi>I have</hi> PREPAR'D <hi>for the Houſe of my God;</hi> becauſe, ſays he,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>v.</hi> 1.</note> 
                  <hi>the VVork is</hi> GREAT; <hi>&amp; the Palace is not for Man, but</hi> GOD.</p>
               <p>Our Heart has been profan'd
<pb n="59" facs="tcp:151194:42"/>with <hi>Idols:</hi> Our Ambition, A varice, &amp; Luſt have had their ſeverall <hi>Altars</hi> in it; &amp; from time to time, accor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding as occaſion ſerv'd, have offerd <hi>Sacrifice</hi> to Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nours, Riches, Pleaſures. Such a <hi>Temple,</hi> ſo <hi>Profan'd,</hi> muſt be demolisht; &amp; a New one built upon the Ruines of it.
<note place="margin">18.31.</note> 
                  <hi>Make your ſelves a New Heart, &amp; a New Spirit;</hi> ſays the Prophet Ezechiel. Although it be God's <hi>VVork,</hi> it is not only <hi>His</hi> but alſo <hi>Ours.</hi> As much as lies in us, we muſt <hi>cooperate</hi> and labour with Him: And the more difficult it is, the more induſtriouſly we muſt en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavour to effect it.
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Chron.</hi> 1.29, 2.</note> 
                  <hi>VVith all our Might,</hi> with all our induſtry &amp; diligence, we muſt <hi>prepare</hi> our Heart, that
<pb n="60" facs="tcp:151194:43"/>it may be a Temple of the Holy Ghoſt.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>O that we had but VVings like a Dove</hi> (the wings of that <hi>Dove</hi> which once deſcended viſibly upon our Saviour) <hi>Then would VVe fly away,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Pſal.</hi> 55.6.</note> &amp; be at Reſt:</hi> Our Hearts would <hi>fly away</hi> from all things in this World, &amp; <hi>be at Reſt</hi> in Heaven. If once the <hi>Love of God</hi> enflame our Hearts, with ardent &amp; continuall deſires of being happy with Him, We shall find that theſe <hi>Deſires</hi> are <hi>VVings</hi> by which our Hearts aſpire &amp; mount to Heaven. But if the Love of any thing in this World bind us to the Earth, We then shall find that our <hi>celeſtiall</hi> Deſires are clogg'd with <hi>earthly</hi> Paſſions; &amp; although we now &amp; then,
<pb n="61" facs="tcp:151194:43"/>with a faint ſigh, look up to Heaven, yet our ſtron<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger Inclinations will always bear us down. He who is wholly diſengag'd from all the Charms of a deluding World, He only is at liber<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty; S. Auſtin ſays, <hi>The VVings of his ſoul are Free;</hi> But if his Heart be any way <hi>enſnar'd</hi> with any other Love, <hi>He then has Birdlime in his VVings;</hi> He cannot <hi>fly away, &amp; be at Rest.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Apoſtles themſelves were not prepar'd for the receiving of the H. Ghoſt, as long as they were ſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tisfied with being <hi>Happy</hi> in our Saviour's Company <hi>on Earth.</hi> If any Satisfaction here below could inno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cently challenge ſo much place in their Affections,
<pb n="62" facs="tcp:151194:44"/>ſurely Innocence it ſelf deſcending down from Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven had the beſt &amp; cleareſt Title to their Love. And yet as long as they were of S. Peter's mind, and though<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> with themſelves,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 17.4.</note> 
                  <hi>Tis Good for us to be Here;</hi> Tis Good <hi>to make</hi> our <hi>Tabernacles Here;</hi> ſo long we find they were not fit for the Reception of the Holy Ghoſt.
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Jo.</hi> 16. <hi>v.</hi> 7.</note> 
                  <hi>I tell you the truth,</hi> ſays our Saviour; <hi>Tis expedient for you that I go away.</hi> Becauſe you Love me with ſo litle Reſignation, &amp; are ſo unwilling that I leave you; therefore <hi>'tis expedient for you</hi> that I now aſcend, to raiſe your Hearts above the World, &amp; carry them to Heaven with me. <hi>If I go not away,</hi> your Love will creep upon the Earth, the
<pb n="63" facs="tcp:151194:44"/>Spirit of the World will ſtill poſſeſs your Hearts, the Spirit of God will find no habitation there,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>v.</hi> 7.</note> 
                  <hi>the Comfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter will not come: But if I depart,</hi> if I (whom you ſo dearly love) aſcend, your Minds &amp; Hearts will follow me to Heaven, they will be rais'd above the reach of all things in this World, the Spirit of the World will have no dwelling there, You then will be prepar'd for the receiving of the H. Ghoſt, &amp; when you are ſo,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>v.</hi> 7.</note> 
                  <hi>I will ſend Him to you.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>When the Holy Ghoſt came,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Acts.</hi> 2.2.</note> He <hi>fill'd All the Houſe where they were ſitting.</hi> Wher<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ever He <hi>comes</hi> He <hi>fills</hi> the Houſe; He takes it <hi>All</hi> to Himſelf; And 'tis no won<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der,
<pb n="64" facs="tcp:151194:45"/>being Infinite, He takes up ſo much room. As God would ceaſe to be <hi>Immenſe,</hi> If there were any Corner of the World in which He is not <hi>Preſent:</hi> So the Holy Ghoſt would ceaſe to be our <hi>Infinite</hi> and <hi>Souvereign Good,</hi> if any Cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner of our Heart have any thing lodg'd in it, that <hi>excludes</hi> Him. When once we have receiv'd the Holy Ghoſt, our <hi>Heart</hi> is the <hi>King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom</hi> of <hi>God.</hi> He is the <hi>Abſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lute</hi> and <hi>Only</hi> Monarch that commands it: He cannot Alienate the leaſt part of his Title to the Gouvern<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment: He cannot any way admitt of a Companion in his Throne. Our Heart is the <hi>Throne</hi> of the <hi>Moſt High:</hi>
                  <pb n="65" facs="tcp:151194:45"/>And, if we remember what became of Lucifer, I hope it will ſuffice to make us ſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible, how dangerous a thing it is, to place a Creature in the Throne of God,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Iſai.</hi> 14.14.</note> &amp; make it <hi>like the Higheſt.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>S. Auſtin, wondring at the overflowing meaſure of Gods Holy Spirit in the Apoſtles Hearts, obſerves that the reaſon why they were ſo full of God, was becauſe they were ſo empty of his Creatures: <hi>They were very Full,</hi> ſays he, <hi>becauſe they were very Empty:</hi> becauſe they were ſo <hi>Empty</hi> of the Spirit of this World, therefore they were ſo <hi>full</hi> of the <hi>Spi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rit of God.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>O that our Hearts were <hi>Empty;</hi> O that they were
<pb n="66" facs="tcp:151194:46"/>purg'd &amp; cleans'd like theirs from all <hi>inordinate</hi> affection to this World; We then should be <hi>prepar'd</hi> like Them, &amp; ready to receive the <hi>Full<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs</hi> of the Holy Ghoſt. Tis a great Work; &amp; will require ſome time. Why are we then ſo flow in un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dertaking it?
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Acts.</hi> 1.11.</note> 
                  <hi>VVhy do</hi> we <hi>ſtand Gazing?</hi> We <hi>gaze,</hi> we lift our <hi>eyes</hi> to Heaven: But yet we <hi>ſtand;</hi> our <hi>feet</hi> are fixt upon the <hi>Earth.</hi> We preferr <hi>Heaven</hi> before Hell: of the <hi>two</hi> we had rather be <hi>there:</hi> But, of the <hi>three,</hi> (if it were poſſible) we had rather be always <hi>here.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>How long will you love Vanity?</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Pſal.</hi> 4.2.</note> ſays the Pſalmiſt. This World <hi>is</hi> nothing elſe but <hi>Vanity: How long will you Love</hi> it?
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Eccleſ.</hi> 4. <hi>v.</hi> 16.</note> Tis <hi>Vanity &amp; Vexation of Spirit:</hi> How
<pb n="67" facs="tcp:151194:46"/>
                  <hi>long</hi> will you delight in it? It flies before you <hi>like a Shadow:</hi>
                  <note place="margin">6. <hi>v.</hi> 12.</note> How <hi>long</hi> will you run afterit? Alas! tis but a <hi>Shadow</hi> if you overtake it. <hi>The VVorld paſſes away:</hi>
                  <note place="margin">1. <hi>J<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>
                     </hi> 4.17.</note> Tis an unkind, illnatur'd <hi>VVorld</hi> which <hi>paſſes</hi> by us with a flattering ſmile, &amp; will not ſtay a moment with us. If it had ever been a true &amp; faithfull Friend to any man, We should have ſome pretence to juſtifie our ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pectation of its being Kind: But, ſince we <hi>know</hi> it never was ſo to its greateſt Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vourites, We way be ſure it never will be ſo to us. The Time will come, when we shall plainly <hi>ſee</hi> (although perhaps, too late) that <hi>All</hi> is <hi>Vanity;</hi> &amp; we shall love no more what we are now
<pb n="68" facs="tcp:151194:47"/>ſo fond of. The Love of all thoſe Trifles, which our Infancy was once much pleas'd withall, is now forgot: and we ſo much contemn thoſe childish en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tertainments, that unleſs we ſaw the ſame in other Chil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dren, we should ſcarce be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leeve we ever lov'd them. As when we advance in years, we ſee the folly of our Childhood; ſo upon our Deathbed we as plainly ſee the folly of our Life: we then diſcover, that the Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nours, Riches, Pleaſures of this World, are only ſo many ſerious Trifles, which are <hi>therefore</hi> more ridiculous <hi>becauſe</hi> more ſerious. When once the Period of our Time approaches: When we are upon the Borders of
<pb n="69" facs="tcp:151194:47"/>Eternity: When we are, as it were, betwixt two Worlds, the End of this, &amp; the Beginning of the next which never will have end: Then it is that all our Joys begin to vanish out of ſight; they are the ſame to us as if they never had been preſent: Than it is that all our Miſeries are every one in View, ſuch Miſeries as never can be <hi>paſt,</hi> but will for all Eterni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty be always <hi>preſent:</hi> When once that Hour comes, we shall be Wiſe enough to undervalue &amp; contemn what we ſo dearly love: But then, I fear, We shall be <hi>VViſe</hi> too late: Our uſeleſs <hi>VViſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom</hi> will not riſe in Judg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment <hi>for us,</hi> but <hi>against us.</hi> O let us <hi>now</hi> endeavour to
<pb n="70" facs="tcp:151194:48"/>be <hi>VViſe,</hi> &amp; diſengage our Hearts from all <hi>inordinate</hi> af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection to this <hi>world;</hi> that we may be prepar'd for the receiving of this <hi>Grace,</hi> which is the beſt &amp; ſureſt Pledge of the Eternall <hi>Glory,</hi> which we hope for in the <hi>world to come.</hi>
               </p>
            </div>
         </div>
         <div type="part">
            <pb n="71" facs="tcp:151194:48"/>
            <head>MOTIVES OF FEAR.</head>
            <div n="1" type="section">
               <head>SECT. I. <hi>How much it imports us to remember the Day of Judgment.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">W</seg>Hen the Diſciples askt our Saviour what would be the <hi>Sign of his Coming</hi> and <hi>of the End of the VVorld?</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 24.3. <hi>v.</hi> 36.</note> Our Saviour anſwerd, that <hi>the Day &amp; Hour</hi> were not to be known before hand: that
<pb n="72" facs="tcp:151194:49"/>his <hi>Coming</hi> would be like a Flash of <hi>Lightning,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">v. 27.</note> when they leaſt expected Him: <hi>Therefore,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">v. 44.</note> ſays He, <hi>be ready; for in ſuch an Hour as you think not, the Son of Man</hi> will <hi>come:
<note place="margin">v. 35.</note> Heaven &amp; Earth shall paſs away, but my VVords shall not paſſe away.</hi> The World shall have an End. The Son of man shall Come to Judge the World. The Hour of his Coming shall ſurpriſe us, when we <hi>think not</hi> of it. If we knew before hand, we should certainly <hi>prepare:</hi> And we have much more reaſon, ſince we do not know it.</p>
               <p>But, alas! our Saviour Jeſus Chriſt himſelf has prophecied,
<note place="margin">v. 38.</note> that <hi>As in the days that were before the Floud, they were eating &amp; drinking, marrying &amp; giving in marriage, till the Day
<pb n="73" facs="tcp:151194:49"/>that Noe entred the Ark;
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 39.</note> And Knew not, till the Floud came, and took them all away: So alſo, shall be the Coming of the Son of man.</hi> He told us how it would be: &amp; every day we ſee how true it is. We mind nothing, but <hi>eating &amp; drink<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, marrying &amp; giving in mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riage;</hi> We ſeek for nothing but Diverſion, Sport, &amp; Paſtime; We <hi>now</hi> Rejoyce; But <hi>then,</hi> when the World ends, our Joys will end with it; <hi>Then</hi> we shall Grieve; &amp; not only <hi>then,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 24.30.</note> but <hi>for ever.</hi> THEN <hi>all the Tribes of the Earth shall mourn.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>They shall All mourn.</hi> Not <hi>All</hi> the Juſt; Not <hi>All</hi> God's Friends, Not <hi>All</hi> devout &amp; pious Chriſtians; who not only in their Bap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiſm, but alſo during Life,
<pb n="74" facs="tcp:151194:50"/>renounc'd the Vanities &amp; Pleaſures of this World: <hi>All</hi> theſe will have juſt reaſon to abound with Joy, at the Approach of their ſo long defir'd, &amp; everlaſting, Happyneſs:
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Pſal.</hi> 126.5.</note> 
                  <hi>They ſow'd with Tears,</hi> but now <hi>shall reap with Joy.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>All the Tribes of the Earth;</hi> All Thoſe whoſe Hearts were always fixt upon the <hi>Earth;</hi> upon the Honours, Riches, Pleaſures of the <hi>Earth;</hi> THEY <hi>shall All mourn.</hi> And not without ſufficient Reaſon. For, 1. They shall ſee the fatall <hi>End</hi> of all their tranſitory <hi>Happyneſs;</hi> 2. They shall ſee the ſad <hi>Beginning</hi> of their everlaſting <hi>Miſery.</hi>
               </p>
            </div>
            <div n="2" type="section">
               <pb n="75" facs="tcp:151194:50"/>
               <head>SECT. II. <hi>That our Laſt Day is the fatall End of all our tranſitory Happyneſs.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>AS, on the one ſide, Nothing can be truly <hi>Little,</hi> which is Infinite; So, on the other, Nothing can be truly <hi>Great,</hi> which has an End.
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Baruch.</hi> 3. <hi>v.</hi> 25.</note> 
                  <hi>Our God is Great,</hi> ſays the Prophet, <hi>&amp; has no End.</hi> As if he had a mind to let us underſtand, that God himſelf, with all his other Attributes, would be but <hi>little,</hi> if He had <hi>one:</hi> that All this World is <hi>there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore</hi> inconſiderable: and that the Next is there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore to be valued above all things, becauſe it is a World <hi>without End.</hi> This is
<pb n="76" facs="tcp:151194:51"/>the common Miſery, at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tending all our Happyneſs. All that is <hi>paſt,</hi> is Nothing: All that we enjoy at <hi>preſent,</hi> is but one poor moment: All that is <hi>to come,</hi> is every mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment leſs &amp; leſs, approach<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing nigher to the finall period of its future Being; which is <hi>Nothing.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The very Thought of <hi>this</hi> is ſo afflicting, that it puts a ſtop to all our joys, &amp; makes us miſerable in the full Carreer of our Felicity: We need no more, to damp our Spirits in the midſt of our enjoyments, than the importunity of this unwell<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>come Thought; <hi>All This will shortly have an End.</hi> The Para<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diſe of our firſt Parents would have been to them no Paradiſe at all, had they
<pb n="77" facs="tcp:151194:51"/>foreſeen the <hi>End</hi> of it. And when God pleas'd to inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dict the eating of the fatall fruit, He ſeem'd to judge that nothing could be more effectuall to contain them in their Duty, than to let them know, that <hi>Death</hi> should put an <hi>End</hi> to <hi>All,</hi> if ever they preſum'd to eat of it. As it was then their chief &amp; only comfort, to ſurvey the vaſt extent &amp; great variety of their Delights, and at the ſame time confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dently ſay, <hi>All this is ours for ever,</hi> if we pleaſe: So it had been impoſſible for any ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tifice of the malicious Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pent, to ſurpriſe them, or prevail upon them, if He had not flatter'd them with ſome aſſurance, that they should not <hi>Die;</hi> but ſtill
<pb n="78" facs="tcp:151194:52"/>be <hi>truly</hi> Happy, that is, happy <hi>without End.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Divel dos not now pretend to face us down, <hi>VVe shall not Die:</hi> He knows that ſo notorious a Cheat would never paſs upon us. But yet, for fear leaſt we should undervalue all the vain allurements of a miſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable World, he whiſpers in our ear, We shall not Die <hi>ſo ſoon:</hi> he has not the impudence to tell us that the World will <hi>never</hi> end, but that it will not end <hi>ſo ſoon</hi> as we imagine:
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Luke.</hi> 12.19.</note> 
                  <hi>Thou haſt many Goods,</hi> ſays the <hi>Rich Man</hi> in the Ghoſpel, <hi>laid up for many years.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This is, in short, the Sum of our Felicity on Earth. The Happyeſt Man, that ever liv'd, could ſay
<pb n="79" facs="tcp:151194:52"/>no more than this. He could not ſay, that he had <hi>All</hi> which he deſir'd: he could not but obſerve, by ſad experience, that he was ſtill unſatisfied, &amp; that his ſmall poſſeſſions were no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing to his Great Deſires. Nor could he ſay, that what he had would <hi>always</hi> be his own: He could not but be well acquainted with the truth of What <hi>Man</hi> is; <hi>He</hi> dayly <hi>Dies;</hi> He every moment is upon his journey to the Grave; <hi>He waſts away,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Job.</hi> 14.10.</note> gives up the Ghoſt, &amp; VVhere is he?</hi> However, he might ſay, to comfort his inſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiable Soul; Although thou haſt not <hi>All</hi> that that thou canſt wish for, <hi>Thou hast</hi> MANY <hi>Goods;</hi> And, though thou canſt not poſſibly
<pb n="80" facs="tcp:151194:53"/>enjoy them <hi>always,</hi> yet they are <hi>laid up for</hi> MANY <hi>years:</hi> thy Palace is magnificent, thy Entertainment ſplendid, thy Attendance numerous, thy Gardens are a Paradiſe of pleaſure &amp; delight, thy Honour equall to thy For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, &amp; thy Power equall to both; the World admires thee, courts thee, &amp; almoſt adores thee; is not this enough? <hi>Thou hast many Goods.</hi> And why should any melancholy apprehenſions ſeize thy Spirits, &amp; diſturb thy Mind with fearfull thoughts of looſing what thou haſt? there is no dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger, whilſt thou liv'ſt; &amp; thou art in the flower of thy age, juſt ripe for plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure, healthy, vigorous, &amp; like to live theſe <hi>many
<pb n="81" facs="tcp:151194:53"/>years:</hi> And what haſt thou to do, but <hi>take thy Eaſe, Eat, Drink,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Luke.</hi> 12.19.</note> &amp; be</hi> as <hi>Merry,</hi> as if thou wert to live for ever?</p>
               <p>Behold, the Beſt that we can make of the moſt happy State we hope for here. We dare not look before us, leaſt we ſee the <hi>End</hi> of <hi>All</hi> our joys: We blindly dote upon theſe Darlings of our Paſſion, &amp; endeavour to forget the miſery of their Mortality &amp; ours. We are not able to ſupport a ſerious thought of our perpetuall decay; &amp; though we love our ſelves above all things, yet we hate the very ſight of our condition; we can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not endure to look into our ſelves; and as an idle Soli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tude is ever troubleſome, becauſe we love no company
<pb n="82" facs="tcp:151194:54"/>ſo little as our own; ſo the great reaſon, why the com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany of any other perſon is ſo pleaſing, is becauſe it hinders us from thinking of of our ſelves.</p>
               <p>The <hi>Greateſt</hi> &amp; moſt <hi>Happy</hi> Man whoſe Heart is fixt upon this World, would ſoon be Melancholy if he had but leiſure to reflect that every Moment le<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ads him to the <hi>Period</hi> of his Happyneſs. The dolefull Proſpect of a <hi>future</hi> Separa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion is ſo terrible, that he endeavours all he can to think of nothing farther than the <hi>preſent.</hi> All the buſy Agitation of his mind, the Exerciſes of his body, &amp; the Paſtimes of his Converſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, are delightfull to him chiefly upon this account;
<pb n="83" facs="tcp:151194:54"/>becauſe they are <hi>Diverſions;</hi> that is, becauſe they fix his mind upon the preſent mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, &amp; divert him from the melancholy Thought, that <hi>All his Happyneſs muſt have an End.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>If the bare thought of our approaching Period be ſo dolefull, even at a diſtance, where Uncertain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty gives room to make the moſt we can of our Feli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>city; if I ſay, the very <hi>Thought</hi> of it be ſo afflicting; What will the Preſence of it be, when with our own eyes we shall <hi>ſee</hi> that <hi>fatall End</hi> which now we are ſo much afraid to think of? We <hi>now</hi> are merry &amp; rejoyce; becauſe we banish from us the uneaſy Apprehenſion: But <hi>then</hi> All thoſe who will
<pb n="84" facs="tcp:151194:55"/>be <hi>ſad</hi> Spectators of this dolefull Scene, will be no longer able to divert them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves from thinking of the Miſery, they <hi>ſee</hi> before them. <hi>Then All the Tribes of the Earth shall mourn.</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 24.30.</note>
               </p>
               <p>To cloſe the Eyes of any dying <hi>Friend</hi> we dearly love, is apt to move our tears; although our other Friends who yet ſurvive, are ſtill a comfort to us. But when their <hi>Dearest Friend,</hi> the <hi>VVorld</hi> it ſelf, begins to die; When <hi>All</hi> their Comfort, <hi>all at once,</hi> forſakes them; When the Sun &amp; Moon grow dark, &amp; the expiring World be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gins to cloſe its Eyes: THEN <hi>they shall All mourn.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>When once that diſmall <hi>Day</hi> is come, which the Prophet Zephaniah calls,
<pb n="85" facs="tcp:151194:55"/>the <hi>Great Day of the Lord,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Ch.</hi> 1. <hi>v.</hi> 13.</note> a Day of Calamity and Miſery, a Day of Darkneſs, a Day of Tribu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lation &amp; Diſtreſs:</hi> When Ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taracts of Fire shall shower down upon their heads, as if the Stars themſelves fell from the Firmament: When in the laſt Convulſions of its mortall Agony, the Earth trembles, and Hell it ſelf lies gaping under their feet: Then they shall plainly ſee the meaning of that Viſion in the <hi>Revelations,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">10.5.6.</note> which re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſents an Angel <hi>ſtanding</hi> with one foot upon the raging Sea, another on the trembling Land, <hi>lifting his hand to Heaven, &amp; ſwearing by Him that lives for ever; Time shall be no more.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Poor miſerable Wretches! There was once a <hi>Time,</hi> when <hi>Honours</hi> Dignities &amp; Titles
<pb n="86" facs="tcp:151194:56"/>recommended them to the admiring World, whoſe eyes were dazled with the glory of their Greatneſs: They were follow'd, waited on, &amp; celebrated in their Generation: But <hi>now,</hi> alas! They shall be ſo, <hi>No more.</hi> There was a <hi>Time,</hi> when they abounded in the over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>flowing meaſure of their <hi>VVealth;</hi> their Palaces were ſumptuous; and All things ſuitable to the aſpiring Height of their Ambition: But now, <hi>No more:</hi> Their great Magnificence is buried in the ruines of the World; their Gold &amp; Silver melted down into the Earth, from whence it came; and All their Pride lies levell'd with the common Duſt, to which All Things return. There
<pb n="87" facs="tcp:151194:56"/>was a <hi>Time,</hi> when all the ſinfull <hi>Pleaſures</hi> of the World attended them; when they deny'd their Paſſions no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing that they askt; when they had full Command of All that they deſir'd, &amp; rather cloy'd than ſatisfy'd their brutall appetites: But now, <hi>No more.</hi> Their Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nours, Riches, Pleaſures, All are at an End: Their <hi>Time</hi> is at an End: Their <hi>Time shall be</hi> NO MORE.</p>
               <p>When, as it happens frequently amongſt the va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rious accidents of Human Life, We are depriv'd of ſome particular Enjoyment which we paſſionately love; though we lament &amp; grieve, yet we have ſtill ſome Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fort left: Tis not a totall deprivation of <hi>All</hi> that we
<pb n="88" facs="tcp:151194:57"/>enjoy: The Damage is ſupported by ſome other Pleaſures &amp; Conveniences. If one Friend die; our other Friends ſurvive. If one forſake us; we may find another faithfull to us. Or, if they all abandon us; yet our misfortune is not uni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſall; We have always ſomething left, which we can think upon without affliction, &amp; repoſe our wearied Thoughts. He that is dangerouſly Sick of one or two diſeaſes, is not at the ſame time ſick of all the reſt. Whatever his con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition is, he always has <hi>ſome</hi> hopes of being better: And although theſe hopes are very <hi>little,</hi> They are ſtill <hi>ſome little</hi> Comfort to a Man in Miſery. But when this
<pb n="89" facs="tcp:151194:57"/>Dreadfull Day is come, which putts an end to Time, it putts an end to <hi>All</hi> their Hopes; <hi>All</hi> that they ever <hi>lov'd,</hi> or now <hi>deſire,</hi> abandons them; their Inclinations are more lively than they ever were, &amp; <hi>All</hi> are diſappointed. <hi>Then All the Tribes of the Earth shall mourn;</hi> to ſee the fatall End of <hi>All</hi> their tranſitory Happyneſs. But, alas! this is not All: They shall have much more reaſon to la<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment &amp; grieve, when at the ſame time they behold the Sad Beginning of their Everlaſting Miſery.</p>
            </div>
            <div n="3" type="section">
               <pb n="90" facs="tcp:151194:58"/>
               <head>SECT. III. <hi>That our Laſt Day is the Sad Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ginning of our Everlaſting Miſery.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>WE have ſeen the dread<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full ſymptoms of an agonizing World; the terri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble Convulſions of expiring Nature; &amp; the finall End of <hi>All</hi> that Sinners love with ſo much Paſſion: an End of all Ambition, Avarice, &amp; Pleaſure; an End of all their Honours, Riches, &amp; Amours; an End of politick Deſigns, of ancient Fami<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lies, of nuptiall Joys; an End of idle Converſations, Balls, &amp; Plays; an End of Beauty, Wit, &amp; Courage; an End of all their Feaſting,
<pb n="91" facs="tcp:151194:58"/>Drinking, &amp; Diverting; an End of all their Mirth, Delight, &amp; Paſtime; And, which of all things is moſt terrible to a deſpairing Soul, an End of Sin, but not an End of the Sinner; an End of Pleaſure, but not an End of Pain; an End of Time, but not an End of their Eternity, which will eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nally Begin, and never have an End. After Hundreds, Thouſands, Millions, not of Years but Ages; if we may ſuppoſe that Heaven &amp; Earth, with all that they contain, were chang'd into numerall figures; at the foot of the Account, what<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ever it amounts to, you may find it witten, <hi>Here Eternity Begins.</hi> Moreover, if you multiply this number
<pb n="92" facs="tcp:151194:59"/>by it ſelf, &amp; by the ſame rule multiply the Product of it, All is Nothing to Eternity; Wherever this innumerable number ends, <hi>Eternity Begins.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>If <hi>All</hi> be Nothing to Eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nity, What will the incon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiderable number of thoſe years which Sinners prodi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gally ſpend in Sin, What will it <hi>then</hi> appear to be? Will it not ſeem incompa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rably <hi>leſſe</hi> than Nothing? And will not Sinners <hi>then</hi> have too much reaſon to lament, that for ſo short a Moment, ſo much leſſe than Nothing, they have for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feited the eternall Joys of Heaven, &amp; incurr'd the everlaſting Pains of Hell? <hi>VVhat is a man advantag'd,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Luke.</hi> 9.25.</note> ſays our Saviour, <hi>if he gain the
<pb n="93" facs="tcp:151194:59"/>whole world, &amp; loſe himſelf?</hi> Alas! poor Souls, what Comfort is it to have gain'd the World, &amp; loſt your Selves? to have loſt all Hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pyneſs, &amp; gain'd (If I may call it Gain) all Miſery, and <hi>All</hi> for <hi>Nothing.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>What Pains, &amp; by what Means, they are to ſuffer, is a queſtion fitter for our Curioſity than our Edifi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cation. Tis enough, to know as much of Hell, as the Apoſtle tells us of Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven: <hi>Neither the Eye has ſeen,
<note place="margin">1. <hi>Cor.</hi> 2.9.</note> not the Ear heard, not has it en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tred into the Heart of any man,</hi> what unſpeakable Pains &amp; Torments the Almighty has prepar'd in the <hi>next</hi> life, for thoſe who have in <hi>this</hi> offended Him. Tis enough that God is certainly as
<pb n="94" facs="tcp:151194:60"/>
                  <hi>Juſt</hi> as He is <hi>God,</hi> &amp; there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore infinitely Juſt. Tis enough that the <hi>Enormity</hi> of Sin, which He ſo patiently endures, is aggravated by the Greatneſs of his Majeſty, &amp; therefore infinitely <hi>Infi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nite.</hi> It follows evidently hence, that All
<note n="*" place="margin">All the moſt effec<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuall &amp; moſt proper Means</note> which God's great Wiſdom can invent, All that his Juſtice
<note n="a" place="margin">
                     <hi>By the Eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nall Rule of his Decree</hi>
                  </note> can exact, &amp; All that his Omni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>potence
<note n="b" place="margin">Ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cording to the rigour of the Sen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tence.</note> can put in execu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion will be All employd to punish thoſe who have offended him. It follows alſo that it is as much im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſſible for any man to comprehend the great exceſs of thoſe eternall Pains, as 'tis to underſtand God's Wiſdom, Juſtice &amp; Omni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>potence, All which are in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>finitely rais'd above the
<pb n="95" facs="tcp:151194:60"/>reach of human Reaſon. However we may eaſily conjecture ſomething, by conſidering God's Juſtice in this World, &amp; judging thence, what it may be hereafter.</p>
               <p>If the Juſt themſelves are ſo ſeverely punisht in this World, if it be true, as the Pſalmiſt ſays,
<note place="margin">34.19.</note> 
                  <hi>Many are the Aſſlictions of the Righteous;</hi> if even God's Friends, who are ſo faithfull to him, undergo ſuch punishments for little failings in their Duty; what will become of his Enemies, who for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feit all their Title to his Friendship, by their grie<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vous Sins?</p>
               <p>If in the days of over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>flowing Mercy, which ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pear'd ſo eminently above
<pb n="96" facs="tcp:151194:61"/>all his Works, he gave ſuch ſignall inſtances of his avenging Anger; if even when his Pity (in a manner) held his hands, the Fury of His Wrath broke looſe, &amp; with an univerſall Deluge laid the world ſo deep in water, that amongſt ſo many millions not a ſingle Sinner could eſcape: what will be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>come of miſerable Sinners at the Day of Judgment, when the <hi>End of Time</hi> shall put an end to all his Good<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, all his Kindneſs, all his Mercy, &amp; begin the Triumph of Eternall Juſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ice? When our God will be <hi>to us</hi> no longer Good, no longer Kind, no longer Mercifull, but only Juſt; eternally, &amp; infinitely Juſt?</p>
               <p>Our Saviour Jeſus will
<pb n="97" facs="tcp:151194:61"/>not then appear as the Phy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſician
<note n="*" place="margin">Tis too late to be Cur'd or Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deem'd.</note> &amp; Redeemer of our Souls, but only as the <hi>Judge</hi> of all our Actions: And even to his Friends
<note n="a" place="margin">As Judge he ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>points them that place.</note> at his Right Hand, He will not shew himſelf in any other Quality: The very Sentence of their Happyneſs will be an Act of Juſtice only
<note n="b" place="margin">Not an Act of Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don.</note> not of Mercy: <hi>Our Lord,</hi> ſays the Apoſtle, <hi>at that Day</hi> will be a <hi>Righteous Judge.</hi> Tis true, 'twas no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing but the mercifull Aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiſtance of his Grace which heretofore enabled them to <hi>ſight,</hi> and <hi>finish</hi> well <hi>their Courſe;</hi> But <hi>now,</hi> in the <hi>Rewarding</hi> of his Friends according to his Promiſe
<note n="c" place="margin">No longer inclind to Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don.</note> He's no longer Mercifull, if we beleeve S. Paul, but only RIGHT<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>EOUS and JUST.</p>
               <pb n="98" facs="tcp:151194:62"/>
               <p>If <hi>at that Day</hi> He would b<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> Mercifull to any, He woul<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> ſurely be ſo to his Friends And ſince the Beſt &amp; Faith fulleſt of all his Servant find no Mercy
<note n="*" place="margin">Tis too late to ask for Mercy.</note> at the Tryall, Can his Enemi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> expect it? Tis call'd th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> Day of <hi>Judgment,</hi> to diſtin<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>guish it from all theſe othe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> Days of <hi>Mercy:</hi> And if in <hi>theſe</hi> He shower'd dow<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> Fire from Heaven, 'tis no wonder if in <hi>thoſe</hi> the Star<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> themſelves will ſeem to fall<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> If Sodom and Gomorrh were conſum'd, tis eaſy to beleeve that then the Earth will All of it be laid in Ashes But, alas! this univerſal<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> Deluge of devouring Fire together with the Darkneſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> of the Sun &amp; Moon, the roarings of the Sea, and
<pb n="99" facs="tcp:151194:62"/>howlings of the Wind &amp; Air, All this is but a Prelude to the Miſery of Sinners; This is only the <hi>Beginning of their ſorrows;</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 24.8.</note> This is nothing but their Sum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mons to appear before the Bar; And 'tis the dreadfull Appprehenſion of their Judgment &amp; Damnation which torments them with an agonizing Fear.</p>
               <p>There was a Time, when Life was ſweet; but now they hate it. There was once a Time, when the deſpair of Living was their greateſt Pain; but now, the Scene is chang'd, &amp; the deſpair of Dying is incom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>parably more tormenting. <hi>In thoſe days,</hi> ſays the beloved Diſciple, <hi>Men shall ſeek Death,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Revel.</hi> 9.6.</note> &amp; shall not find it, They shall
<pb n="100" facs="tcp:151194:63"/>deſire to Die, &amp; Death shall fly from them.</hi> There was a Time, when Sinners laught at all the Fears and Apprehen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſions of this Day;
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Eccleſ.</hi> 3.4.</note> but now the <hi>Time of laughing</hi> will be paſt; nor will it be, as Salomon calls it, <hi>a Time to mourn:</hi> it will not be a <hi>Time,</hi> but an <hi>Eternity</hi> to mourn.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Then All the Tribes of the Earth shall mourn.</hi> Not only Thoſe who whilſt they liv'd were thought to carry viſibly the mark of Reprobation in their foreheads; but alſo ſuch as liv'd great Saints in the eſteem of men, &amp; died great Sinners in the Sight of God; shall then deſire to die again, &amp; <hi>ſeek for</hi> an Eternall <hi>Death, &amp; shall not find it.</hi> Then shall their con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceal'd Abominations, all
<pb n="101" facs="tcp:151194:63"/>their shamefull Actions, all their ſecret Works of Darkneſs, come to light. Then <hi>nothing</hi> shall be <hi>coverd,</hi> nothing ſo induſtriouſly <hi>hid,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Math.</hi> 10.26.</note> but</hi> what <hi>shall be reveal'd</hi> to all the World. Nor only Thoſe who took ſuch care to hide their Sins from others, but even thoſe who formerly were uſ'd to hide them from themſelves, shall clearly ſee the Malice of their palliated Crimes:
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 24.30.</note> 
                  <hi>Then they shall</hi> SEE; <hi>and Then they shall</hi> MOURN.</p>
               <p>We <hi>now</hi> are willing to live peaceably &amp; quietly within our ſelves; We do not much delight in the remor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes of a guilty mind; and therefore we contrive ſome kind of Conſcience for every thing we do. We are
<pb n="102" facs="tcp:151194:64"/>uneaſy at the thought of everlaſting pains; &amp; there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore, if we ever take our ſelves to task, we rake to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gether all we can to make a favourable judgment of our State. As the Examen rather is deſign'd to pleaſe our ſelves, than God, tis gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rally very ſuperficial. We look upon our Actions all in groſſe, without enquiring much into the drift &amp; cheif deſign of them: We look upon the outward shew; the approbation, &amp; eſteem of men; The example of ſome, who paſſe for good &amp; virtuous, and yet have often done the ſame as we do; Our being free (as we ſuppoſe) from many faults which we obſerve not in our Selves; Our great
<pb n="103" facs="tcp:151194:64"/>abhorrence of ſome certain Sins, which we obſerve in others; Our being punctually &amp; religiouſly preciſe in ſome ſmall matters, ſome exte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riour mortifications, ſome particular devotions, which we take a fancy to: And thus we frame a falſe Idea of the miſerable State we shall be found in, when we come before the Bar. We <hi>now</hi> are proud, &amp; wil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling to excuſe our ſelves: but <hi>then</hi> the Teſtimony of our clearer ſighted Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſcience will confound &amp; humble us. Our Paſſions blind us <hi>now;</hi> we ſee not what we truly are: But <hi>then</hi> the Sun of Juſtice will ariſe, &amp; ſcatter all the darkneſs which conceals us from our ſelves. The pier<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cing
<pb n="104" facs="tcp:151194:65"/>rays, the All-diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vering beams of <hi>Truth</hi> will break like lightning through the Clouds of our affected ignorance, when once the <hi>Son of Man</hi> appears, to judge the World.</p>
               <p>If there were any poſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bility of cheating his All-ſeeing Wiſdom; of calling back the time of his indul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gent Mercy; or eſcaping from the hands of his All<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mighty Power: Were there any poſſibility of this; or were there any Friend from whom the Guilty might expect the leaſt aſſiſtance; it would be ſome litle Comfort.</p>
               <p>They had <hi>once</hi> a true &amp; faithfull Friend, who dearly lov'd them; came from Heaven to inſtruct them,
<pb n="105" facs="tcp:151194:65" rendition="simple:additions"/>&amp; conduct them thither; liv'd a painfull &amp; laborious life amongſt them; &amp; al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>though neglected, ſcorn'd, &amp; perſecuted by them, yet continued conſtant in his Love, &amp; to redeem them, paid their Ranſom with the price of his own Bloud. But <hi>now</hi> their beſt and only <hi>Friend</hi> becomes their greateſt Enemy. He lov'd them once: But Love ſo <hi>long</hi> neglected &amp; ſo <hi>much</hi> abus'd, is now quite chang'd into a mor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tall &amp; eternall Hatred. He invited all of them to come to <hi>Him</hi> whenever they had need of his Aſſiſtance;
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 11.28.</note> 
                  <hi>Come to me All you that labour:</hi> But <hi>now,</hi> alas! it is too late to come: His Patience now is ſpent; &amp; in the Fury of his everlaſting indignation He
<pb n="106" facs="tcp:151194:66"/>for ever banishes them from Him:
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 25.41.</note> 
                  <hi>Go from Me ye accurſed.</hi> Go <hi>Ambitious</hi> Souls, &amp; leave your honourable Titles all behind you; go &amp; ſeek the beſt preferment you can find amongſt <hi>the Divel &amp; his Angells:</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Ibid. v.</hi> 41.</note> Go <hi>Infatiable</hi> Miſers; go, &amp; take poſſeſſion of that Miſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry which you have pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chas'd with the loſs of your beloved Treaſure: Go <hi>Voluptuous</hi> Wretches; you who formerly have wisht your Flames might ever burn; Go <hi>now,</hi> &amp; Burn for ever, in the everlaſting Flames of Hell.</p>
               <p>Behold, the dreadfull Sentence, we muſt All expect,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Luke.</hi> 21.36.</note> unleſs we follow his Advice who <hi>then</hi> will be our <hi>Judge: VVatch there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore,</hi> ſays He, <hi>&amp; Pray always;
<pb n="107" facs="tcp:151194:66"/>that you may then be accounted worthy to eſcape, &amp; ſtand before the Son of Man.</hi> Alas! Our dear Redeemer takes no pleaſure in Condemning us. <hi>No Man,</hi> ſays S. Auſtin, <hi>who deſigns to ſtrike us, bids us have a Care.</hi> Our Saviour often warns us, often calls upon us, often <hi>bids us Have a care.</hi> S. Paul exhorts us in his Name:
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Rom.</hi> 13.11.</note> 
                  <hi>Tis Now the Hour for us to Riſe from ſleep:</hi> Tis <hi>now</hi> the Hour to go with tears of true Repentance to the Throne of Grace; that <hi>then</hi> we may appear with Confidence &amp; Joy before the great Tribunal his Juſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ice: Tis <hi>now</hi> the Hour to hearken to Him,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 11.28.</note> 
                  <hi>Come to me All you that labour;</hi> that <hi>then</hi> we may be ſure to hear him call us to Him, <hi>Come ye
<pb n="108" facs="tcp:151194:67"/>Bleſſed;</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 25.34.</note> Come &amp; reap the Fruit of all your labours; Come &amp; Take poſſeſſion of thoſe Everlaſting Joys, which were <hi>prepar'd for you, from the Foundation of the VVorld.</hi> Amen.</p>
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         <div type="part">
            <pb n="109" facs="tcp:151194:67"/>
            <head>MOTIVES OF HOPE.</head>
            <div n="1" type="section">
               <head>SECT. I. <hi>How unreaſonable a thing it is for any Sinner to Deſpair.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>He greateſt Miſtery of Chriſtian Mora<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity conſiſts in the equall ballancing of <hi>Hope</hi> &amp; <hi>Fear,</hi> betwixt God's <hi>Mercy</hi> &amp; his <hi>Juſtice;</hi> that we may neither be ſecure in Sin, becauſe he
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                  <pb n="110" facs="tcp:151194:69"/>is ſo Mercifull; nor yet deſpond, becauſe he is ſo Juſt. <hi>Preſumption</hi> &amp; <hi>Deſpair</hi> are the two Rocks 'twixt which all Chriſtians ought to ſteer an even courſe; &amp; ſo avoid the One as not to dash upon the Other. Tis perhaps the greateſt Secret of the Divel's Art. He firſt inclines us to <hi>Preſume;</hi> And we no ſooner ſee the danger of it; but he tempts us to <hi>Deſpair.</hi> Thus he commen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces; Thus he finishes his work.</p>
               <p>I muſt confeſs The greateſt part of Mankind being ſo inſenſible, ſo ſtupid, ſo immerſt in wordly cares &amp; pleaſures, is enough to juſtifie the pious zeal of thoſe who frequently pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>claim the menaces of an
<pb n="111" facs="tcp:151194:69"/>offended Majeſty, &amp; with the formidable noiſe of Hell, Damnation, &amp; everlaſting Torments labour to awake &amp; rouſe them from the Lethargy of ſin. But, when they are awake, &amp; looking round about them, take a proſpect of their miſerable State; when every horrid Crime appears in its own dreadfull shape; when Mul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>titudes of paſt offenſes croud into their minds, and overwhelm their heavy thoughts with a deſpairing expectation of no leſſe than everlaſting Miſery: Alas! poor Souls, it is not now a ſeaſonable time to mag<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nifie the motives of their Fear. If ever Comfort &amp; Encouragement were neceſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſary to allay the pains &amp;
<pb n="112" facs="tcp:151194:70"/>anguishes of a deſpairing Soul; Now is the time. What shall we ſay? Tell them, they need not fear? Oh no: The malice of their grievous ſins is infinite; The danger of their lamen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>table State is greater than they can imagine: Let but their Hope be equall to their Fear, they cannot fear too much. How then shall we encourage their expiring Hope? I'l tell you how.</p>
               <p>If God were only <hi>Juſt,</hi> &amp; were not alſo <hi>Powerfull</hi> and <hi>Mercifull,</hi> a Sinner then might lawfully deſpair: But when God's <hi>Power</hi> and <hi>Mercy</hi> both concurr to comfort the deſponding Heart of an afflicted Penitent, What can he wish for more? There are but two condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions
<pb n="113" facs="tcp:151194:70"/>requiſite to qualify the Perſon, upon whoſe aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiſtance we depend, that we may ſafely hope, &amp; with a loving confidence aſſure ourſelves of his Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tection. The firſt is; that he <hi>can</hi> relieve us, if he will: the ſecond; that he <hi>will</hi> relieve us, if we pleaſe. <hi>VVill,</hi> without Power, ſig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nifies but little: Power, without Will, ſignifies much leſs: But when they <hi>both</hi> meet in the perſon of a <hi>Friend,</hi> to whom we always have a free acceſs; who certainly <hi>can</hi> help us, if he will; &amp; no leſs certainly <hi>will</hi> help us, if we pleaſe: Then, let our <hi>preſent</hi> miſery be never ſo great, let the ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proaching danger of our <hi>future</hi> ruine every day ſeem
<pb n="114" facs="tcp:151194:71"/>greater; we may with trembling hearts expect the helping Hand which <hi>can</hi> and <hi>will</hi> deliver us; but all our Fear can never exclude our Hope; it cannot rob us of that comfort, ſatisfaction, &amp; joy, which ſo much Confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence inſuch a <hi>Friend</hi> inſpires.</p>
               <p>If when a Sinner ſtrugles with his Chains; endeavours to break looſe; and more he ſtrugles, more he finds himſelf engag'd; (which the All-ſeeing Wiſdom fre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quently permitts, to hum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble a proud Soul:) If then theſe two great Truths were ſettled in his Mind, to wit, that God <hi>can</hi> free him, if He will; &amp; that He <hi>will</hi> not fail to free him, if he pleaſe; O! with what pleaſure would he relish
<pb n="115" facs="tcp:151194:71"/>the aſſurance of this loving Confidence! with how much tranſport of a joyfull mind; would he recite thoſe words of S. Paul,
<note place="margin">1. <hi>Tim.</hi> 1.12.</note> 
                  <hi>I know in whom I have beleev'd;</hi> I know in whom I put my truſt; I know, &amp; <hi>am perſuaded, He is able</hi> to deliver me. I am aſſur'd, He is not only <hi>Powerfull</hi> but <hi>Mercifull;</hi> and therefore I am certain He both <hi>can</hi> and <hi>will</hi> aſſiſt me.</p>
            </div>
            <div n="2" type="section">
               <head>SECT. II. <hi>That God can help us if he will.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>
                  <hi>DIvinity</hi> and boundleſs <hi>Power</hi> are ſo much the ſame, that no man can deny the one, &amp; own the other. There is no Truth ſo evi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent, in which the World
<pb n="116" facs="tcp:151194:72"/>ſo univerſally agrees, as God's Omnipotence. Eve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry body knows that Nothing is impoſſible to God. Tis one of the firſt Truths which a Philoſopher de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monſtrates, or a Chriſtian beleeves. <hi>Almighty</hi> is his Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>me; the Name we know him by; the Name He anſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wers to, when ever we call upon Him.</p>
               <p>What need I then diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe upon a Truth, which every body knows? The reaſon is, Becauſe although we <hi>know</hi> it well enough, We very ſeldom, hardly ever, <hi>think</hi> of it.</p>
               <p>We all <hi>know</hi> Nothing is impoſſible to God: and that the lamentable State of a poor Sinner cannot be ſo deſperate, but that He can
<pb n="117" facs="tcp:151194:72"/>retrieve him. And yet how little do we <hi>think</hi> of this, when we are tempted to deſpair? Do we not then behave our ſelves as if we doubted of it? I am afraid that, at the beſt, we pray like him, of whom S. Mark makes mention; <hi>Lord,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Ch.</hi> 9. <hi>v.</hi> 22.</note> If <hi>Thou</hi> CANST <hi>do any thing, have compaſsion on us, &amp; help us.</hi> I fear we often are incredu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lous, and have juſt reaſon to repeat <hi>with tears</hi> his hum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble prayer; <hi>Lord, I beleeve,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 23.</note> help Thou my unbelief.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>If David, that great Saint <hi>according to God's heart,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">1. <hi>Sam</hi> 13.14.</note> who looking back to take a view of all his paſt iniquities, ſaw at a diſtance only ſome few Sins, which he had long ſince washt away with penitentiall tears; if
<pb n="118" facs="tcp:151194:73"/>He could ſcarce ſupport the terrour of that melancholy proſpect,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Pſ.</hi> 38. <hi>v.</hi> 3.4.6.10.</note> as he ſays himſelf, &amp; <hi>all day long went mourning</hi> for his Sins; if his <hi>heart panted,</hi> &amp; his <hi>ſtrength fail'd</hi> him; if had <hi>no reſt,</hi> becauſe he was <hi>over head in his iniquities,</hi> which <hi>like a heavy burden</hi> were <hi>too hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vy for</hi> him; If He, I ſay, were thus perplext with <hi>Fear,</hi> &amp; almoſt ready to <hi>Deſpair</hi> of his Salvation; Have not I Juſt cauſe to apprehend much more the Danger of ſuch Doubts in greater Sinners, who are almoſt ſurfeited with Sin, before they ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riouſly begin to look be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hind them &amp; compute the terrible arrears of all their paſt Offences?</p>
               <p>I muſt confeſs, the diffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>culties which occurr in the
<pb n="119" facs="tcp:151194:73"/>converſion of a Sinner, are inſuperable, if compar'd to the weak ſtrength of our corrupted Nature; and if the poſſibility of working our Salvation be conſider'd only with regard to human Frailty, there appears no hope of compaſſing ſo great a Work. Such is the Igno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rance &amp; Blindneſs of our <hi>
                     <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>nderstanding;</hi> Such is the Malice &amp; Perverſneſs of our <hi>VVill;</hi> Our <hi>Inclinations</hi> are ſo prone to liberty; &amp; the Reſtraint of our unreaſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nable <hi>Humours</hi> is ſo ſenſibly uneaſy to us; that a tho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rough Reformation of our Lives is far above our ſin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gle ſtrength. Without the Grace of God, we neither have the Wiſdom to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trive it, nor the Courage
<pb n="120" facs="tcp:151194:74"/>to begin it, nor the Power to perform it.</p>
               <p>But yet this Darkneſs of our <hi>Reaſon,</hi> though we can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not of our ſelves diſpell it, may be diſſipated by a lively Faith in Him <hi>who enlightens every man that comes in to the</hi> World:
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Jo.</hi> 1.9.</note> This Depravation &amp; Corruption of our <hi>VVill,</hi> (although it be to us alone impoſſible) may by the ſweet &amp; forcible impulſes of a powerfull Grace be chang'd &amp; rectified: This obſtinate Rebellion of our Appetite againſt the Rule of Reaſon, &amp; the Precepts of a Chriſtian life, (though we have often found our Selves unable to reduce it to the terms of juſt Obe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dience) may eaſily be con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>querd by Omnipotence.</p>
               <pb n="121" facs="tcp:151194:74"/>
               <p>If Sin have ſo much blinded us, that we can hardly ſee our Danger: If the Noiſe of Wordly vanities have made us almoſt deaf to all good counſell: If the Habit of our Sins have lam'd us, ſo that we can ſcarcely move a foot towards Heaven: If we are <hi>blind, deaf, lame,</hi> nay even <hi>dead</hi> to God &amp; all that's good, (no Perſon can be in a worſe condition than this) All this is nothing to the <hi>powerfull</hi> hand of God: Such miracles as theſe were his familiar Exerciſe on Earth: <hi>The blind ſee, the deaf hear,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Math.</hi> 11.5.</note> the lame walk, the dead are rais'd to liſe.</hi> All this our God can eaſily perform, in favour of us, whenſoêre He plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes.</p>
               <pb n="122" facs="tcp:151194:75"/>
               <p>
                  <hi>Lord, if thou wilt,</hi> ſays the Leprous man,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 8.2.</note> 
                  <hi>thou</hi> CANST <hi>make me clean.</hi> Let the diſeaſes of a ſinfull Soul be ever ſo inveterate, ſo deeply rooted in the heart, He clearly and diſtinctly comprehends the nature of them all: He knows exactly the propor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion &amp; virtue of his Reme<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dies: And all of them obey the word of his Command; <hi>I will,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 8.3.</note> ſays He, <hi>Be thou cleans'd;</hi> (when once God ſays the <hi>word,</hi> the <hi>work</hi> is done) <hi>im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mediatly his Leproſie was cleans'd.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Create in me,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Pſ.</hi> 50.</note> O my God, Create in me a clean Heart.</hi> I ask not any thing but what is eaſy to Thee. Alas! it is to me impoſſible: but Thou, my God, canſt do it with more eaſe than I can ask it. Behold my miſery with pity
<pb n="123" facs="tcp:151194:75"/>&amp; compaſſion. Behold me indigent &amp; naked, cloath'd with nothing but the horrid ſcurf of my Uncleanneſs. Behold me <hi>blind, deaf, lame;</hi> &amp; almoſt <hi>dead</hi> with a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tagious leproſie of Sin, which covers me from head to foot, &amp; has not left a ſound part in me. Conſcious of my unworthyneſs, after ſo long neglecting my con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition, after ſo long con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fiding in my own weak ſtrength, after ſo long deſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pairing of my health, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe I <hi>thought</hi> I could do any thing, &amp; <hi>found</hi> I could not cure my ſelf; Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſcious, I ſay, of my Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>worthyneſs, I ſcarce pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tend to ask for <hi>Mercy:</hi> I only caſt my ſelf upon my knees &amp; face proſtrate be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore
<pb n="124" facs="tcp:151194:76"/>thy Feet, expoſing &amp; laying open all my grie<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vous diſtempers, which, every one of them (though I am humbly ſilent) every one ſpeaks loudly my ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſities, &amp; begs with all the moving eloquence of Miſery thy pity &amp; aſſiſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance. I know my Sins pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voke thy <hi>Juſtice,</hi> whilſt my Miſery appeals to thy Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mighty Power: But thy faithfull ſervant David tells me, that the Iſraelites pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vokt Thee alſo; &amp; never<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>theleſs, not for their ſake, but <hi>for thy Name's ſake</hi> Thou waſt pleas'd to <hi>ſave them;
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Pſal.</hi> 106.8.</note> that Thou might'ſt make thy mighty Power known.</hi> This is the firſt Foundation of my Hope: I know the Credit of thy <hi>Power</hi> is engag'd in their be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>half,
<pb n="125" facs="tcp:151194:76"/>who truſt entirely in it, firmly expect it, &amp; de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pend upon it: And there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore, in this poſture, I preſent my ſelf with loving Confidence before thy Feet, reſolving there to expect with all Humility &amp; Pati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence when thou shalt pleaſe to caſt an eye upon me, and either find the Benefit of being cur'd, or (which appears to me impoſſible) die in the hands of an om<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nipotent Phyſician. Ah my dear Jeſus! This is all that I can do: And even This I cannot do without thy Grace: But, when I have done This, my Comfort is, that Thou canſt do the reſt: <hi>Lord if Thou wilt,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Math.</hi> 8.2.</note> Thou canst make me clean.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Dear Chriſtians, let us
<pb n="116" facs="tcp:151194:77"/>pauſe a while, &amp; with a ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rious attention behold this Leper at our Saviour's feet: Behold the lively Image of a Sinner, &amp; the perfect Model of a Penitent: Behold both what we are, &amp; what we ought to be: In his Diſeaſe, we ſee our Miſery; in his Behaviour, we ſee our Duty: in his Diſeaſe, we ſee the ſad ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fects of Sin; we ſee the ſtrong temptations &amp; aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſaults of a moſt terrible Deſpair: In his Behaviour, we ſee the fruits of true Repentance, we ſee the vic<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tory of a triumphant<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> Hope, &amp; the great comfort which attends a loving Confidence in God's Omnipotence.</p>
               <p>O what a Comfort is it to an humble Penitent, to
<pb n="127" facs="tcp:151194:77"/>be aſſur'd that as God <hi>gives</hi> him All he <hi>has,</hi> ſo He <hi>can</hi> give him All he <hi>wants!</hi> If we are almoſt quite op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſs'd with thoſe aridities &amp; deſolations of Mind, which none can know but by experience; S. Paul tells us,
<note place="margin">2. <hi>Cor.</hi> 9.8.</note> 
                  <hi>God is able to make all Grace abound in us:</hi> If we labour under the perpetuall vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lence of importune tempta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions; the ſame S. Paul aſſures us,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Hebr.</hi> 2.18.</note> 
                  <hi>God is able to ſuccour thoſe that are tempted:</hi> If our temptations are ſo ſtrong, &amp; we ſo negligent that af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter ſome reſiſtance we re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lapſe into our Sins; if we riſe again, &amp; yet fall; if we renew our Reſolutions, &amp; when we think our ſelves ſecureſt, are ſurpris'd &amp; fall again; S. Paul aſſures
<pb n="128" facs="tcp:151194:78"/>us,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Rom.</hi> 14.4.</note> 
                  <hi>God is able to make us ſtand:</hi> If having tried all ways we can imagine, we are at a loſſe, &amp; know not either what to think or what to ask;
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Epheſ.</hi> 3.20.</note> the ſame Saint tells us, <hi>God is able to do exceeding aboundantly, above all that we can ask or think.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Is any thing too hard for God?</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Geneſ.</hi> 18.14.</note> Can any thing be hard to him whoſe <hi>Power</hi> is infinite, &amp; whoſe <hi>VVill</hi> is his Power?
<note place="margin">1. <hi>Sam.</hi> 2.6.</note> 
                  <hi>Our Lord kills, &amp; makes alive; brings to the grave, &amp; raiſes up:</hi> His Power accompanys our Souls as far as the Gates of Hell it ſelf, &amp; brings them back again. Although your Soul quite overgrown with ſin, may be (perhaps) in the All-ſeeing Eye of God, a much more horrid object than the fouleſt Divel in
<pb n="129" facs="tcp:151194:78"/>Hell; Nevertheleſs go con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fidently with the Leper to our Saviour; croud in amongſt the multitudes that follow Him; caſt your ſelf down upon your knees &amp; face; Say, with a truly <hi>contrite</hi> truly <hi>humble</hi> heart,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 8.2.</note> 
                  <hi>Lord if thou wilt, thou</hi> CANST <hi>make me clean:</hi> Then shall you hear him graciouſly return that comfortable anſwer; <hi>I will; Be thou clean:</hi> Then shall you be tranſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ported with exceſs of joy, to find &amp; feel the truth of what I now advance; to wit, that God not only <hi>can</hi> relieve us if he will, but alſo <hi>will</hi> relieve us if we pleaſe.</p>
            </div>
            <div n="3" type="section">
               <pb n="130" facs="tcp:151194:79"/>
               <head>SECT. III. <hi>That God will help us if we pleaſe.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>ALthough God's <hi>Power</hi> be the firſt Foundation of our Hope; his <hi>Mercy,</hi> always ready to aſſiſt us, is the principall, if not the only, <hi>Motive</hi> of it. This was the comfortable Medi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tation with which the Royall Prophet counter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ballanc'd all his Fears;
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Pſal.</hi> 26.3.</note> 
                  <hi>Thy Mercy,</hi> ſays he, <hi>Thy loving Kindneſs is always before my eyes.</hi> Without this comfort he would never have ſuppor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted the remorſes of his Conſcience;
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Pſal.</hi> 50.4.</note> his <hi>Sin</hi> was <hi>ever before him:</hi> His continuall Apprehenſions and fright<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full
<pb n="131" facs="tcp:151194:79"/>Thoughts would cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainly have driven him into a deep Deſpair,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Pſal.</hi> 26.3.</note> had not God's <hi>Mercy</hi> alſo <hi>always</hi> been <hi>before him.</hi> The very thought of God reviv'd his drooping Spirits: he could not ſo much as think of Him, without thinking of his Mercy: to be <hi>God,</hi> &amp; to be <hi>Mercifull,</hi> were to him one &amp; the ſelf ſame thing:
<note place="margin">59.17.</note> 
                  <hi>my God is my defence,</hi> ſays he, <hi>&amp; the God of my Mercy.</hi> If he lifted up his eyes to Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven, with enflam'd deſires of being happy there; he ador'd that Mercy which preſerv'd the Angells, &amp; rewarded them with Glo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry: <hi>Thy Mercy, O Lord,
<note place="margin">36.5.</note> is in the Heavens.</hi> If he lookt down, &amp; took a proſpect of this vale of miſeries; he admir'd,
<pb n="132" facs="tcp:151194:80"/>to ſee God's Mercy ſtoop ſo low, to ſee it moſt ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pear where there is moſt occaſion for it, to ſee it ſuperabound where Sin abounds:
<note place="margin">33.5.</note> 
                  <hi>The Earth is full of his Mercy.</hi> If he lookt before him he beheld God's Mercy ſtart<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing firſt, preventing, &amp; fore<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>running all his good de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſigns &amp; entrepriſes:
<note place="margin">59.10.</note> 
                  <hi>His Mer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cy will prevent me.</hi> If he lookt behind him, he beheld the ſelf ſame Mercy following him, promoting, carrying on, &amp; perfecting his good Endeavours:
<note place="margin">23.6.</note> 
                  <hi>His Mercy shall follow me, all the days of my life.</hi> Which way ſoever he caſt his eye, he ſaw himſelf de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fended &amp; ſurrounded with God's Mercy; himſelf the Center, Mercy the Cir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cumference:
<note place="margin">32.10.</note> 
                  <hi>Him that trusts
<pb n="133" facs="tcp:151194:80"/>in God, Mercy shall compaſs him about:</hi> Thus did this Saint, who once had been a Sin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner, Thus did he comfort &amp; encourage his afflicted Soul, when ever the remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brance of his Sins oppreſs'd his Mind: And thus may we, in imitation of him, Thus may we alſo anſwer all the troubleſome ſuggeſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions of our panik Fears; confronting Sin with <hi>Grace,</hi> Juſtice with Mercy, Fear with <hi>Hope</hi> &amp; loving <hi>Confidence</hi> in him, whoſe Mercy ſtill is infinite,
<note place="margin">100.5.</note> &amp; always will be ſo; <hi>His Mercy is Everlaſting.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>All this, you'l ſay, is little comfort to a Sinner, who is day &amp; night obſeſst with all the terrifying Spectres of a guilty Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſcience. Every body knows,
<pb n="134" facs="tcp:151194:81"/>that God is infinitely Mer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cifull. But yet the Word of God aſſures us, &amp; it is a fundamentall Truth which every Chriſtian is acquain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted with;
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 22.14. <hi>Math.</hi> 7.14.</note> That <hi>few are choſen</hi> amongſt many which are <hi>call'd;</hi> that the <hi>Gate which leads to Life is ſtrait &amp; narrow;</hi> &amp; that there are but <hi>few who find it:</hi> ſo that all the ſplen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>did Appearance of God's Mercy, when 'tis well examin'd ſeems to vanish out of ſight, or shrink into a little compaſs, if compar'd with the innumerable num<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bers of thoſe Reprobates,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Rom.</hi> 9.22.</note> who are <hi>prepar'd</hi> and <hi>fitted for Deſtruction.</hi> Is not this enough to make a Sinner tremble? A Sinner who is conſcious to himſelf of being much more guilty in the ſight of
<pb n="135" facs="tcp:151194:81"/>God, than many millions of thoſe Souls who are al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ready gone before him, &amp; already ſuffer the eternall flames of Hell?</p>
               <p>Theſe Thoughts, I muſt confeſſe, are Terrible. To him whoſe eyes are open by God's grace to ſee the malice of his Sins, &amp; ſee Death, Judgment, &amp; Damna<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion attend; Such thoughts as theſe, to ſuch a man, are terrible beyond expreſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion. But however, if a man be more afraid than hurt, where is the harm of all his Fear? Are we not All oblig'd to <hi>humble</hi> our proud hearts <hi>under the powerfull hand of God,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">1. <hi>Pet.</hi> 5.6. <hi>Phil.</hi> 2.12.</note> and <hi>work out our Salvation with Fear &amp; Trembling?</hi> Is not our obligation to <hi>fear,</hi> conſiſtent with our
<pb n="136" facs="tcp:151194:82"/>greater motives, greater obligations to <hi>hope?</hi> Tis one of the moſt dangerous miſtakes that we are ſubject to. We ſeem to fancy that our <hi>Fear</hi> deſtroys our <hi>Hope;</hi> &amp; that we cannot <hi>hope</hi> un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſs we ceaſe to <hi>fear.</hi> We take theſe two Affections of the Mind for mortall Enemies, becauſe their hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mours are ſo oppoſite. But, as that Friendship is the greateſt, which no diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rence of Humour can di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vide: So, if we examine well the matter, we shall find that <hi>Fear</hi> &amp; <hi>Hope</hi> are ſuch in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeparable Friends, they can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not poſſibly ſubſiſt without each other's company; The Separation of the one, is certainly the Death &amp; Ru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ine of the Other. <hi>Fear,</hi> with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out
<pb n="137" facs="tcp:151194:82"/>Hope, degenerates into <hi>Deſpair. Hope,</hi> without Fear, is now no longer Hope, but dangerous <hi>Preſumption.</hi> If now &amp; then our Minds are troubled &amp; perplext with Fear; We muſt not there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore preſently conclude, that we have loſt our Hope: No, no; We should have loſt it, if we did not fear.</p>
               <p>If the Conſideration of God's Juſtice make a Sin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner tremble; he may law<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully deſire to be deliver'd from the uneaſyneſs, the pain, &amp; the anxiety, which are the troubleſome Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>panions of his Fear: But, as for <hi>Fear</hi> it ſelf, 'tis an eſſentiall Duty of a Chriſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tian, which cannot upon any terms admitt a Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>penſation.
<pb n="138" facs="tcp:151194:83"/>If the unſearch<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able Deſigns and Secrets of God's Providence are apt to fill our Souls with appre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>henſions &amp; fears; this only helps us to perform the one half of our Duty, without prejudicing the perform<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance of the other: for the more we <hi>fear</hi> his <hi>Juſtice,</hi> ſo much more we <hi>haſten</hi> to the shelter of his <hi>Mercy.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This was the only Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fuge which the Royall Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phet had recourſe to, <hi>in his days of trouble,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Pſal.</hi> 77.2. <hi>v.</hi> 9.</note> when <hi>his Soul refus'd to be Comforted. Has God,</hi> ſays he, <hi>forgotten to be gracious?
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 8.</note> Has He shut up, in Anger, all his tender Mercies? Is his Mercy clean gone for ever? Doth his Promiſe fail for evermore?</hi> Oh no; His promiſe can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not fail: He can no more
<pb n="139" facs="tcp:151194:83"/>deceive, than be deceiv'd. He has ſign'd his promiſe more than once in Scrip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture: And with a ſolemn Oath He has deliver'd it. A <hi>Promiſe</hi> &amp; an <hi>Oath</hi> which, by Commiſſion from Him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf, his Miniſters are order'd to make uſe of.</p>
               <p>When Sinners are dejected with Temptations of Deſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pair:
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Ezek.</hi> 33.10.</note> When their <hi>Tranſgreſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſions &amp;</hi> their <hi>Sins</hi> lie heavy upon them: When they begin to <hi>pine away</hi> with Fear, &amp; melancholy Thoughts of never being able to recover: What shall we ſay, to com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fort them?</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Say to them,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Ezek.</hi> 33.11.14.</note> ſays the Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phet: <hi>If the wicked turn from his ſin;</hi> if he repent; if he amend,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>v.</hi> 15.</note> 
                  <hi>&amp; walk in the Statutes of Life; He shall ſurely live,</hi> (&amp;
<pb n="140" facs="tcp:151194:84"/>what can be more <hi>ſure,</hi> ſince God himſelf is pleas'd to ſay it?)
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>v.</hi> 15.</note> 
                  <hi>He shall ſurely live; He shall not die.
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 16.</note> None of the ſins he has committed, shall be</hi> ever <hi>mention'd to him;</hi> he shall hear of them no more; they shall not riſe in judgment againſt him: God himſelf has promis'd,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>v.</hi> 16.</note> 
                  <hi>He shall ſurely live; He shall not die?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Say to them</hi> again; and ſay it boldly, in his Name whoſe Juſtice makes them tremble:
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Ezek.</hi> 33.11.</note> 
                  <hi>As I live, ſays the Lord God, I have no pleaſure in the Death of the wicked; but that the VVicked turn from his way, &amp; Live. Return,</hi> ſays He, <hi>Return from your evill ways: VVhy will you die?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>VVhy will you Die?</hi> As who should ſay; you <hi>may</hi> live if you <hi>will;</hi> I always am at
<pb n="141" facs="tcp:151194:84"/>hand, prepar'd to help you, if you heartily repent; you know, you may recover, if you have a mind to it; you know, that if you die, it is becauſe you <hi>will: As I Live have no pleaſure in your Death,</hi> and therefore I have reaſon to complain, <hi>VVhy</hi> WILL <hi>you Die?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Dear Chriſtians, What can we wish for more? We know that God <hi>can</hi> help us <hi>if</hi> He <hi>will.</hi> Whether He <hi>will</hi> or no, we need no farther proof, than his own Word. We have his Word: We have his Oath: He cannot take his own Great Name in vain; And He has ſworn by his own Life, <hi>He has no pleaſure in our Death;</hi> He dos not, of himſelf, deſire it; <hi>but that we return &amp; live. O! we
<pb n="142" facs="tcp:151194:85"/>are happy;
<note place="margin">O bea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tos, quo rum causâ Deus jurat! O mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeros, ſi nec juranti Domi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>no cre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dimus!</note> for whoſe ſake God ſwears! But O! how miſerable are we; if, when God himſelf is pleas'd to ſwear, we can't beleeve Him!</hi>
               </p>
               <p>If Deeds are better proof than Words, Let us paſs from what He has ſaid, to what He has done. What has. He <hi>done</hi> for Sinners? Or rather, What has He <hi>not done?</hi> For them He came from Heaven; for them He lived a pain full life on Earth; for them He died upon the Croſs.
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 9.13.</note> 
                  <hi>I came not,</hi> ſays He, <hi>to call the Juſt, but Sinners;</hi> He came, becauſe 'twas neceſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſary he should come: And therefore for their ſakes, for whom it was moſt ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſary, for them he prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cipally came. He never was ſo kind to any, as to Sin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ners.
<pb n="143" facs="tcp:151194:85"/>All his Converſation was in their Company, He made it his chief buſineſs to oblige them, He follow'd them from place to place, He thought of nothing elſe but how to gain their love, He came with a deſign to enflame their hearts, He brought down fire from Heaven with him, &amp; wisht for nothing more than that this fire might burn. His more than ordinary Kind<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs was in all occaſions ſo viſibly remarkable, that He was taken notice of, &amp; pointed at. The Phari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſees were ſcandaliz'd to to ſee't. And in thoſe days, it was his great Reproach; He was too much <hi>a Friend to Publicans &amp; Sinners.</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 11.19.</note> All this while, alas! they little un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derſtood
<pb n="144" facs="tcp:151194:86"/>his Buſineſs upon Earth. His great Compaſſion of their Miſery, was the occaſion of his coming: And ſince their Indigence firſt brought him from abo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ve, it was no wonder the Relieving of it was his chief Employment here be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>low. He came as a Phyſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cian to his dying Friends, whom He moſt dearly lov'd; &amp; therefore took moſt care, &amp; was the moſt concern'd, for thoſe who were moſt dangerouſly ſick. Thus did our God behave himſelf to Sinners. Thus did he love his Enemies; and treat them as his deareſt Friends. Thus did He <hi>live</hi> to ſerve them, till at length He <hi>died</hi> to ſave them.</p>
               <p>S. Paul concludes from
<pb n="145" facs="tcp:151194:86"/>hence,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Rom.</hi> 5.10.</note> We now have <hi>much more</hi> Hope than ever. <hi>For if when we were Enemies, we</hi> then <hi>were reconcil'd to God;</hi> undoubtedly we <hi>now</hi> have <hi>much more</hi> reaſon, <hi>being re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>concil'd,</hi> to hope <hi>we shall be ſav'd.</hi> If <hi>then,</hi> before he ſent his only Son, God lov'd his <hi>Enemies</hi> ſo dearly as to ſend him: We may well conclude, that ſince He came amongſt us, ſince He interpos'd betwixt us &amp; his Father's Anger, ſince He died to reconcile us to Him, ſince He <hi>roſe again,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Rom.</hi> 8.34.</note> &amp; at the <hi>right hand</hi> of his Father is our <hi>Advocate</hi> in Heaven, <hi>making interceſsion for us;</hi> ſurely <hi>now</hi> our humble Supplica<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions, joyn'd with <hi>his,</hi> &amp; offer'd <hi>in his Name,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Jo.</hi> 14. <hi>v.</hi> 15.</note> will for his ſake be <hi>much more</hi> eaſily
<pb n="146" facs="tcp:151194:87"/>receiv'd. If <hi>then</hi> a Contrite &amp; an Humble Heart was al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ways ſo agreable, He never would deſpiſe it; Will He <hi>now</hi> refuſe it? If the To<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tall Sum of all the horrid Crimes of Mankind during ſeverall Ages, if the Malice of them All together, could not any way divert the courſe of overflowing Mer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cy; if it could not hinder Him from ſending Jeſus to redeem the World; How can we think, the Greatneſs of our Sins can hinder Him from having Mercy on us, when we heartily repent?</p>
               <p>Let us therefore, once for all, humbly confeſs, &amp; own our Fault. The Truth is; We are proud, &amp; willing to excuſe our ſelves. We are willing to lay the
<pb n="147" facs="tcp:151194:87"/>blame of our Impenitence at our Creator's door, &amp; ſay; He will not pardon us; He will not give us Grace; He will not ſave us: When, if we well examine, we shall find the blame is always ours; We will not repent; We will not comply with his Grace; in a word, We will not be ſav'd.</p>
               <p>All we can ſay, in our defence, is that our ſins are <hi>great,</hi> God will not look upon ſuch grievous <hi>Sinners</hi> as we are. I cannot, ſay they are not <hi>great,</hi> or that we are not grievous <hi>Sinners:</hi> But, that <hi>therefore</hi> God will never look upon us, is as <hi>falſe</hi> as the Word of God is <hi>true.</hi> He hates the Sin, but loves the Sinner: He hates
<pb n="148" facs="tcp:151194:88"/>the Leproſie, but loves the Leper:
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>S. Aug. Conf. lib.</hi> 8. <hi>cap.</hi> 3.</note> And, as a <hi>Mercifull Father,</hi> He <hi>rejoyces more, at the Repentance of one Sinner, than the Innocence of ninety nine who do not ſtand in need of it.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Let us therefore, once again, humbly acknowledg, &amp; confeſs our Fault. We only <hi>pretend</hi> our Leproſie is ſo inveterate, God will not ſuffer us to come into his ſight, He will not cure us, He will not make us clean. The <hi>Truth</hi> is; we are ſo negligent, ſo ſtupid, ſo in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſenſible of our condition, that though we now &amp; then are terrified to ſee the Dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger of it, nevertheleſs we will not make our Supplica<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions to Him as we ought, We will not be cur'd, We will not be cleans'd.</p>
            </div>
         </div>
         <div type="part">
            <pb n="149" facs="tcp:151194:88"/>
            <head>DANGER OF DELAY.</head>
            <div n="1" type="section">
               <head>SECT. I. <hi>Hew apt we are to differr Repen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tance.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>Hat we are, All of us, ſome time or other, betwixt this &amp; Death, oblig'd under pain of Eternall Dam<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nation to rouſe our ſleepy ſouls from the bewitching Lethargy of Sin; is an im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portant
<pb n="150" facs="tcp:151194:89"/>Truth, which no man can diſpute. We All are fully ſatisfied, that if we live in the ſtate of Sin, if our Affections are crimi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nall, if our Hearts are di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vided betwixt Heaven &amp; Earth; we muſt, before we Die <hi>Repent</hi> and <hi>Mend,</hi> or we are loſt for ever.
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Luke.</hi> 12.3.</note> 
                  <hi>
                     <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>nleſs</hi> we <hi>repent,</hi> we <hi>shall All perish.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This we agree upon: Our difficulty lies not in the <hi>knowing,</hi> but in the <hi>per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>forming</hi> of our Duty. When we diſcourſe with our Selves in generall terms, <hi>what it is</hi> we ought to do; the De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bate ſoon comes to an Iſſue: But, as we deſcend to the particulars of <hi>when</hi> and <hi>how;</hi> We come not ſo eaſily to a Reſolution, about the <hi>Time.</hi> We ſuppoſe that we
<pb n="151" facs="tcp:151194:89"/>are able, at our pleaſure, to change our Hearts, ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>due our Paſſions &amp; reform our Lives: But our Hearts, at preſent, are otherwiſe engag'd; our Paſſions are youthfull, and very impor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune; our way of Life, though none of the beſt, is ſuitable to the common Maxims of the World; And what haſt, I pray, to do juſt <hi>now,</hi> what may be done as eaſily another time, when ever we pleaſe? Beſides, the preſent Circumſtan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces are very particular: An abrupt Diſengagement would now go very much againſt the hair: We had better, for a time, con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent our Paſſions, &amp; bring them to a compoſition: When <hi>this</hi> or <hi>that</hi> Buſineſs
<pb n="152" facs="tcp:151194:90"/>is over, that we may more freely attend to the work of our Salvation; when our Company changes; when we meet with a Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>juncture of more favour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able circumſtances; O! then we'l begin the New Man; bid Adieu to the follies of this World; &amp; from that inſtant date the beginning of our journey towards Heaven.</p>
               <p>Thus the Colour of Pie<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty gives a reputation to the Deluſion: We cover the po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pular Cheat with an agre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able diſguiſe: And betwixt gratifying our Inclinations, on the one ſide, with a criminall condeſcendance, &amp; pacifying the remorſes of our Conſcience, on the other ſide, with a plauſible
<pb n="153" facs="tcp:151194:90"/>pretence of future amend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment at a more convenient time; We make Virtue, in appearance, ſubſcribe to our Vices, &amp; counterfeit God's Hand to one of the worſt Temptations of the Divel.</p>
            </div>
            <div n="2" type="section">
               <head>SECT. II. <hi>How dangerous it is to differ Repentance.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>TIs clear, we are not Maſters &amp; Diſpoſers of our Time: only He, who was the firſt Author of Time, who now con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerves it, &amp; who will one day put a finall period to all Time; He I ſay, &amp; only He, diſpoſes of it as he pleaſes.</p>
               <p>Beſides, the Changing
<pb n="154" facs="tcp:151194:91"/>of our Hearts is far above our ſingle ſtrength; we are not able, by our ſelves, ſo much as to <hi>begin</hi> ſo great a Work, how then shall we be able to <hi>perform</hi> it, at our leiſure, whenſoever we pleaſe? S. Gregory aſſures us (&amp; we know it well enough) that <hi>God who promiſes to</hi> PARDON <hi>us,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Ho.</hi> 12. <hi>in Ev.</hi>
                     </note> if we Repent; has never promis'd us the</hi> TIME <hi>of our Repentance.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Tis true: we cannot but confeſs, (to the great shame of our Ingratitude,) that our Creator loves us far above our merit. If we look back from hence as far as the firſt Creation, &amp; car<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry our ſerious thoughts through all the ſteps of Providence, we meet with nothing but remarkable in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtances
<pb n="155" facs="tcp:151194:91"/>of his good wishes towards us. Nay, if we yet look farther back from the firſt moment of this World into Eternity, We find Him, before the beginning of all Time, entertaining his Thoughts with the pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>meditation of our wellfare; And in the firſt page of his Eternall Accounts, we find the great Deſign of Man's Redemption, that ſtupen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dious Myſtery of Mercy &amp; Juſtice, the Incarnation of our Lord &amp; Saviour Jeſus Chriſt; who held nothing ſo dear, no obligation ſo important, as our Sancti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fication; even to the degree of laying down his Life for the advantage of that ſacred Intereſt. See here, the Mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tives which we have to
<pb n="156" facs="tcp:151194:92"/>think He loves us! Yet give me leave to tell you, He is not ſo fond of us, but that He can be angry at us, when He finds his Love neglected. Witneſs all thoſe miſerable Chriſtian Souls, who <hi>once</hi> were happy in the ſame Teſtimonies of his Affection: Who thought, as we do, to reform their lives at a more convenient ſeaſon: Who ſuppos'd, as we do, that God's <hi>extraordi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nary</hi> Grace would never fail to be at hand, when ever they pleas'd to have occa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion for it. Alas, poor Souls, they now are lodg'd in the flames of Hell for all Eternity; and know, too late, that though God never fails to beſtow his <hi>extraordi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nary</hi> Graces, where He finds
<pb n="157" facs="tcp:151194:92"/>a faithfull correſpondency of our Endeavours with his mercifull Aſſiſtance; yet He often shuts his Hand, if we withdraw ours. He dos not <hi>firſt</hi> deſert us: Yet, if deſerted by us, 'tis no wonder if He treat us upon equall terms, &amp; ſo deſert us.</p>
               <p>Wonder not, that God who is ſo infinitely good, can find in his heart to Ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>andon thus a Sinner, who ſtifles the remorſes of his Conſcience, who reſiſts the frequent inſpirations which invite him to Repentance, who has always ſomething elſe to do when he thinks of his Duty, always is ſo rude, ſo ſcornfully uncivill, in receiving all the Embaſſys of Peace which Heaven ſends
<pb n="158" facs="tcp:151194:93"/>him; that every trifling Object which ſalutes his Fancy, every miſerable creature which a ſilly Paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion recommends to him, is ſure to have the prefe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rence, &amp; be the firſt ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitted.</p>
               <p>How often dos God court us, when we are alone, as it were carefully managing that favourable occaſion, when it may be preſum'd we are at leiſure for his entertainment? But, alas! we are perhaps never leſs alone, than when we are alone: The Common Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my of Mankind is then moſt buſy to prevent the advantage of ſuch a happy circumſtance. How often dos He apply himſelf to us, when any ſuddain Acci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent
<pb n="159" facs="tcp:151194:93"/>has croſs'd our incli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nations, when we have been diſſappointed in our intri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gues, when we begin to find our labour loſt in the pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſuit of what we hunted af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, when we ſit down an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gry &amp; affronted at the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fuſion of our miſtake, almoſt ready to fall out with the World for having cheated us: then it is that He takes hold of this conjuncture; begins in a loving manner to expoſtulate with us; to exprobrate to us how trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cherous a Friend we find the World to be; on the contrary, how conſtant &amp; faithfull a Friend He has been to us, from all Eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nity to this moment; how ready He is, notwithſtan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding all that's paſt, to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive
<pb n="160" facs="tcp:151194:94"/>us with open arms in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to favour again, if we re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turn ſincerely to Him. And how do we hearken to all this? Why, truly, it paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes away like a little Fit of melancholy; we were <hi>then</hi> in an ill humour; we are <hi>now</hi> glad 'tis over; &amp; ſo we think no more on't. What ever God ſpeaks to our Hearts, is all out of doors: Our Hearts are shut againſt him,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Apoc.</hi> 3.20.</note> all the time; <hi>He ſtands at the door, and knocks;</hi> and we neglect Him, letting Him <hi>ſtand</hi> &amp; <hi>wait</hi> our leiſure; We approve the Friend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ship of the World before his; And though we may have ſome ſlight thoughts of hearing Him ſome other time, yet for the preſent we flatly deny Him En<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trance,
<pb n="161" facs="tcp:151194:94"/>&amp; refuſe Him Audi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence.</p>
               <p>Let us now Conſider a little; What pittifull Worms we are, who thus contemn the Almighty; Who He is, whom we affront; What trifles we preferr before him: And we shall not won<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der if at length He leave us, &amp; deſert us with a Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolution never more to of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fer us theſe <hi>extraordinary</hi> Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vours: <hi>I go away,</hi> ſays He,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Jo.</hi> 8. <hi>v.</hi> 21.</note> 
                  <hi>&amp; you shall Seek me, and you shall Die in your Sins.</hi>
               </p>
            </div>
            <div n="3" type="section">
               <head>SECT. III. <hi>Reaſons why Delay is ſo Dangerous.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>THat I may diſcover, yet more clearly, the Extravagance of Sinners
<pb n="162" facs="tcp:151194:95"/>who differr the entire Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſion of their Hearts from time to time, upon a vain Preſumption of chooſing their own time, when they pleaſe; I ſuppoſe, as a funda<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mentall Principle,
<note place="margin">1. <hi>Pet.</hi> 5. <hi>v.</hi> 5.</note> that <hi>God gives Grace to the humble, and reſiſts the Proud.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>He who values himſelf upon being Wiſe enough in the management of his ſalvation; Who neglects the time which God's great Mercy offers him; Who preſumes He can, whenêre he pleaſes, chooſe the time of his Converſion; Such a Perſon, if ever he approach the Throne of Grace, comes in a diſpoſition directly oppoſite to Reconciliation; he carries <hi>Pride</hi> barefac't in the very Front of him; and
<pb n="163" facs="tcp:151194:95"/>the Addreſs, he preſents, is endorſt with the very ſame fault which he begs pardon for.</p>
               <p>A true Convert comes trembling, with a Heart truly <hi>humbled</hi> under the Om<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nipotent Hand of an of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fended Majeſty; And ſuch a Penitent will always find Favour; A Contrite &amp; <hi>Humble</hi> Heart God never will deſpiſe; All his former Of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fences will paſſe for no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing;
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Ezek.</hi> 33.16.</note> 
                  <hi>None of his ſins He com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitted shall be mention'd to him;</hi> In the Day of his Conver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion his Impiety shall never hurt him; What time ſoever God shall pleaſe to mark out to him, if he manage that, he is ſecure.</p>
               <p>But if a Sinner careleſsly reject God's inſpirations, &amp;
<pb n="164" facs="tcp:151194:96"/>from time to time neglect the opportunities He mer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cifully offers him; if he behave himſelf as if he thought his Time of Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>conciliation were entirely at his own diſpoſing; and, upon this account, when he thinks fit, preſents him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf before the Throne of Grace; His very Coming <hi>in this manner</hi> is an Act of <hi>Pride,</hi> a Pride by which he dangerouſly preſumes upon a more than ordinary Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour, ſuch as he knows has been denied to many thou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſands, who are damn'd for ever, for leſs Sins than his, &amp; leſs neglect of the Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mighty; a Pride, which is the greateſt provocation that can be imagin'd, in as much as it abuſes all his in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>finite
<pb n="165" facs="tcp:151194:96"/>Goodneſs, Longani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mity, &amp; Patience, not only to the utmoſt degree of contempt, but even to an impudent aſſurance of obtaining Mercy when we pleaſe, although we have ſo <hi>much,</hi> ſo <hi>often,</hi> &amp; ſo <hi>long,</hi> contemn'd it. This is a ſufficient Reaſon, why God may abandon ſuch <hi>proud</hi> Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nitents as often as He plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes: and this Reaſon is at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tended with a ſort of Ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligation (if a man may term it ſo) incumbent upon Providence, if not always, at leaſt generally &amp; for the moſt part, to treat them according to their merit.</p>
               <p>This Obligation ariſes from two Titles. God is the the <hi>Creator</hi> of Man, &amp; the <hi>Redeemer</hi> of Sinfull man. The
<pb n="166" facs="tcp:151194:97"/>firſt gives Him the Prero<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gative of being the ſupreme and univerſall, Lord and Maſter of the Univerſe; under which Character it belongs to him to give Law to all the parts of it, &amp; take ſuch methods as may with a ſmooth &amp; eaſy, yet ſtrong &amp; ſteddy influence promote &amp; carry on the great Deſign of the Cre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ation. Hence comes the Obligation of ſupporting the Credit, &amp; maintaining the Authority of his Gou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vernment, which ſinks im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mediatly &amp; falls to nothing, if his too great Indulgence <hi>always</hi> tolerate the open violation of his precepts, joyn'd with all the indig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nities, affronts, and inſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lences, of a haughty Sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject,
<pb n="167" facs="tcp:151194:97"/>that will not be re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>claim'd but when he pleaſes, will not take the advantage of thoſe favourable Op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portunities which are ſo often offer'd him, but dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferrs the <hi>only neceſſary</hi> Buſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs of his life from time to time, upon a proud Pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſumption of being receiv'd at any hour whenſoêre he pleaſes. Nothing under Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven can in this occaſion keep up the Spirit &amp; vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gour of Diſcipline amongſt us, and place the Fear of God before our eyes, but a juſt &amp; ſevere Punishment, ſuch as becomes the Indig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nation of an angry God abus'd, affronted, &amp; con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>temn'd; which is, to treat us as we treat Him, leave us as He finds us, &amp; flatly
<pb n="168" facs="tcp:151194:98"/>refuſe us Audience when we make our ſupplications to Him.</p>
               <p>This Motive which ariſes from the Title of <hi>Creator</hi> is aboundantly ſufficient; but yet the Title of <hi>Redeemer</hi> is a far more powerfull induce<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment to the ſame rigour of Juſtice. The Creation of the World was but a ſmall Expence: A Word <hi>ſaid,</hi> &amp; the whole Work <hi>done.</hi> But the Redemption of ſinfull Man, the Extraction of him out of the profound Abyſs of <hi>Sin</hi> and <hi>Malice,</hi> was a more laborious Maſterpiece of Mercy &amp; Juſtice; it coſt him his deſcent from Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven, a painfull life for ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny years upon Earth, &amp; the laſt drop of his moſt pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cious bloud upon the Croſs.
<pb n="169" facs="tcp:151194:98"/>Having redeem'd us from the Divel, at ſo dear a rate, &amp; having paid the utmoſt price of our Salvation, He has a ſtrict Right to the Honour and Reputation of his Mercy;
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Iſai.</hi> 42.8.</note> He is <hi>Lord</hi> of All, <hi>and his Glory He will not give to Another.</hi> He is our Lord &amp; Maſter; by <hi>Redemp<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion</hi> All of us are His; He has paid the full Diſcharge of our Account; but He will not apply the Value of this Payment to thoſe perſons whoſe <hi>Pride</hi> will either Chal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lenge the Credit, or Share it with Him; He beſtows it only where it may be evident, if not to all the World, at leaſt to every Sinner's Conſcience who receives the benefit, that nothing but the Power of Grace could work ſo
<pb n="170" facs="tcp:151194:99"/>wonderfull a Reſurrection, &amp; free him from the Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vitude of Sin.</p>
               <p>He who made our Hearts, cannot but know the tem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>per of our Inclinations. He cannot but ſee how partiall &amp; unequall we are in our Judgments. If any thing be amiſs with us, we pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſently begin to murmure &amp; repine within our ſelves, as if God only were the Author of our failings. But if we ſucceed in any thing, that ſeems praiſeworthy, either in the Sight of God or Man, we preſently aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſume the reputation of it to our ſelves. Our Faith teaches us the contrary: And we ſeem to beleeve it. But yet, I know not how it is, our Pride which co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mes
<pb n="171" facs="tcp:151194:99"/>into the World with us,
<note place="margin">S. Ber. de ord. vit. &amp; mor inſtit.</note> 
                  <hi>That Vice which is the first we fight with, &amp; the last we conquer,</hi> is ſo apt to work upon our Judgment, that if we examine well, we cannot but obſerve, we always are a great deal more inclin'd to magnifie our own Endeavours, than to admire the Power of Grace. If God should never treat us as we merit; if He never should abandon thoſe who from his Goodneſs take occaſion to abuſe it; We should grow inſenſible of our ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſities; We should forget our Obligations to the <hi>Grace</hi> of our Redeemer; We should behave our ſelves as if we thought that <hi>All is done by our High Hand,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Deut.</hi> 32.27.</note> &amp; not by</hi> the Aſſiſtance of <hi>our Lord.</hi> This
<pb n="172" facs="tcp:151194:100"/>is one Reaſon, &amp; a juſt one, why He is oblig'd (as I may ſay) in honour, if not always, at leaſt ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nerally, &amp; for the moſt part, to refuſe them Au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dience in a Time of their own chooſing, Who du<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring the time which He thought proper for their purpoſe, never would vouch<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſafe to hearken to Him.
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Jo.</hi> 8. <hi>v.</hi> 21.</note> 
                  <hi>I go away,</hi> ſays he, <hi>&amp; you shall Seek me, &amp; you shall Die in your Sins.</hi>
               </p>
            </div>
            <div n="4" type="section">
               <head>SECT. IV. <hi>That we ought to begin immediatly, without Delay.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>
                  <hi>HE who has promis'd</hi> PAR<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>DON <hi>to thoſe who Repent,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>S. Greg. Hom</hi> 12 <hi>in Evan.</hi>
                     </note> has never promis'd</hi> TRUE RE<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>PENTANCE
<pb n="173" facs="tcp:151194:100"/>
                  <hi>to thoſe who differ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> it.</hi> A man muſt be a Stran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger to the ordinary Courſe of Providence, who dos not know that there are cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain Times in which our God is kinder &amp; more fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vourable to us; when Clouds of Anger diſappear; when Heaven ſeems to ſmile upon us; &amp; the Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mighty ſeems to meet half way the Prayers &amp; Addreſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes of his people. Tis not that God is liable to any shadow of Inconſtancy: He always is inclin'd to Mercy, and nothing but our Sins can force him to the Rigour of his Juſtice. Sometimes He showers down his Gra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces in a plentifull aboun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dance; viſits &amp; inſpires us with good <hi>Thoughts,</hi> good
<pb n="174" facs="tcp:151194:101"/>
                  <hi>Inclinations</hi> to amend our lives; ſtrongly &amp; ſweetly moves us; frequently &amp; importunely preſſes &amp; ſolli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cites us to true Repen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tance. But, if we ſlight his favours, He withdraws them from us: Mercy neg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lected &amp; abus'd gives place to Juſtice: And all thoſe <hi>great</hi> and <hi>extraordinary</hi> Graces, which before abounded, are denied us; that we may, by this means, grow ſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible of their Neceſſity &amp; our Dependency, their Power &amp; our Weakneſs.</p>
               <p>
                  <q>What Wiſe man is there in the World,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Chriſt. Direc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tory. p.</hi> 2. <hi>c.</hi> 7. § 3. <hi>&amp; n.</hi> 35.</note> who rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding This, will not fear the <hi>differring</hi> of his Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſion, though it were but for one day? Who knows, whether this shall
<pb n="175" facs="tcp:151194:101"/>be the <hi>laſt</hi> day, or no, that ever God will call him? God ſays, <hi>I call'd,
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Prov. Ch.</hi> 1.</note> &amp; you refus'd to come; I held out my hand, &amp; you would not look towards me; and therefore I will</hi> FORSAKE <hi>you in your Ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tremity.</hi> He dos not ſay, how many times He <hi>call'd;</hi> or how long He <hi>held out his hand.</hi> God ſays, <hi>I ſtand at the door, &amp; knock:</hi> but He ſays not, how often.
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Ibid. n.</hi> 37. <hi>A. D.</hi> 1673.</note> Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mighty God is ready &amp; bountifull to <hi>knock</hi> and <hi>call;</hi> but yet he binds himſelf to no <hi>time</hi> or <hi>ſpace,</hi> but comes &amp; goes at his pleaſure. And they who take not their times when they are offer'd, are ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuſeleſs before his Juſtice, &amp; do not know whether ever it shall be offer'd
<pb n="176" facs="tcp:151194:102"/>them again, or no: for that this thing is only in the Will &amp; Knowledg of God alone; who takes Mercy where it pleaſes him beſt, and is bound to none. And when the pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fixt time of calling is once paſt, Wo be to that par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty; for a thouſand Worlds [perhaps] will not purchaſe it again.</q>
               </p>
               <p>This Reaſon is aboun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dantly ſufficient to make us manage carefully the <hi>work</hi> of <hi>our Salvation with fear</hi> &amp; <hi>trembling;</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Phil.</hi> 2.12.1. <hi>Pet.</hi> 5.6.</note> and <hi>humble our ſelves under the powerfull hand of God;</hi> without pretending to any <hi>abſolute</hi> Security of our admittance whenſoêre we pleaſe. We are certainly damn'd, if we never ask pardon; probably it may
<pb n="177" facs="tcp:151194:102"/>be yet time enough, if we ask it now; And in con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>currence of a <hi>certain</hi> ruine on the one ſide, with a <hi>probability</hi> of ſafety on the other, No Wiſe man will looſe time to deliberate upon the choice.</p>
               <p>Some will ſay, perhaps, Tis a ſevere Caſe, to Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nounce all worldly Affec<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions, &amp; Deny them what's moſt dear to them; to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clare war againſt the moſt violent of Paſſions; &amp; to undergo the hardship of perpetuall ſervice in the engagement; if we have no <hi>abſolute</hi> ſecurity of ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>king peace when ever we deſire it. Had we an aſſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rance of our Pardon, when<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoêre we ask it; it were ſome encouragement to
<pb n="178" facs="tcp:151194:103"/>undertake a thorough Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formation of our lives. But, to renounce All, upon a a hazard of gaining No<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing, is too cold an invi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tation to encounter ſo painfull &amp; laborious a Task.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>O Man!</hi>
                  <note place="margin">9.20.</note> ſays S. Paul to the Romans, <hi>who art Thou, that</hi> thus <hi>replyeſt againſt God?</hi> Who are you, that dare preſume to article with Him, in this manner? Is it not enough, to have ſo frequently tranſgreſt his Laws, ſo much contemn'd his Menaces, ſo long abus'd his Patience? Is it not enough to have idoliz'd the objects of your Paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion? to have ſet up your Single ſelf in oppoſition to all the dictates of Duty &amp; Obedience? to have af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fronted
<pb n="179" facs="tcp:151194:103"/>the Omnipotent Hand, which (had not his Mercy held it) had long ſince ſunk your miſerable Soul to the Abyſs of Hell? Is not this enough, unleſs the ſame Pride, which be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gan your Miſery, accom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany alſo the Petition of your Pardon? Remember that <hi>God reſiſts the proud,
<note place="margin">1. <hi>Pet.</hi> 5.5.</note> &amp; gives Grace</hi> only <hi>to the humble.</hi> Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>member that he is a very <hi>proud</hi> Beggar, who will not ask an alms except he be aſſur'd before hand of re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiving it; And that God is ſo far from receiving the inſolent Requeſt of ſuch a proud Petitioner, that (on the contrary) He openly declares he <hi>hates</hi> him:
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Eccli.</hi> 25.4.</note> 
                  <hi>My Soul,</hi> ſays He, <hi>Hates a proud Beggar.</hi>
               </p>
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               <p>Ah Chriſtians! We muſt (if we hope for Salvation) we muſt come in another diſpoſition. We muſt not looſe time upon the debate, whether or no we have a certain proſpect of ſucceſs. We muſt <hi>work our Salvation with fear &amp; trembling;</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Phil.</hi> 2.12.1. <hi>Pet.</hi> 5.6.</note> and <hi>humble our ſelves under the power<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full hand of God.</hi> In this Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>juncture we have nothing elſe to do, but fly in all haſt to the <hi>Throne of Grace:</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Hebr.</hi> 4.16.</note> Every Moment is pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cious: Every Moment of Delay encreaſes the Dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger.</p>
               <p>The prodigall Son, whoſe imitation our Saviour re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>commends to us, propoſing him as a great example of an humble Penitent, did not looſe time in ſtudying
<pb n="181" facs="tcp:151194:105"/>whether his Father would receive him or not; he did not before hand enquire into his Father's humour; how he ſtood affected to him? whether he were ready to admitt him? or deter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>min'd never more to look upon him? But, imme<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diately,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Luke.</hi> 15.17. <hi>v.</hi> 18.</note> at his firſt <hi>coming to himſelf,</hi> he ſaid; <hi>I will riſe, and go to my Father, &amp; ſay to him, Father, I have Sinn'd.</hi> So far was he from any <hi>abſolute</hi> aſſurance of his pardon, &amp; ſo ſenſible of his unworthy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs; he did not ſo much as offer to demand a per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fect reconciliation, but left himſelf entirely to his Father, to diſpoſe of him, &amp; do with him what he pleas'd: <hi>Father,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 19.</note> I am not worthy to be call'd your Son.</hi>
               </p>
               <pb n="182" facs="tcp:151194:106"/>
               <p>Alas! What can we do in this condition? We muſt redouble our prayers which we have heretofore ſo of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ten huddled over, with as much indifference &amp; cold<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, as if we were <hi>afraid</hi> leſt God should <hi>hear</hi> us, &amp; <hi>aſsiſt</hi> us with his Grace to <hi>take up our Croſſe,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Math.</hi> 16.24.</note> deny our ſelves, &amp; follow Him.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>If after a month, a year, or more, we find no great effect of Mercy; we muſt ſtill perſever firm in our Endeavours: The more we <hi>fear</hi> God's Anger, the faſter we muſt <hi>fly</hi> to the Protec<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion of his Goodneſs. We muſt not ſink under the ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prehenſions of our Repro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bation, but without diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>puting our Deſtiny, we muſt reſolve, either to ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain
<pb n="183" facs="tcp:151194:106"/>pardon, or die in the demanding of it.</p>
               <p>If the Almighty ſeem to take no notice of us; if He ſeem as it were to com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand us out of his ſight; we have nothing elſe to ſay, but, <hi>Lord, whither shall we go?</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Jo.</hi> 6. <hi>v.</hi> 68.</note> What way is there to fly from thy Anger, but by the ſpeedieſt recourſe we poſſibly can make to the shelter of thy infinite Good<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs? We know, we de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve an Eternall Bannish<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment from thy Preſence: We know, we often have refus'd Thee Audience: We know, it was our common Anſwer, <hi>Go,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Prov.</hi> 3.28.</note> and Come again</hi> another time: &amp; therefore we know, we have no rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon to complain, if now we are forſaken &amp; abandon'd
<pb n="184" facs="tcp:151194:107"/>by Thee. But this is only what we deſerve; 'tis only what we juſtly <hi>Fear:</hi> Thou nevertheleſs commandeſt us to <hi>Hope</hi> otherwiſe; And 'tis in complyance with this Command,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Rom.</hi> 4.18.</note> that we <hi>Hope even againſt Hope.</hi> We come not to diſpute about our Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven or our Hell; We come not to capitulate upon the Articles of our Salvation; We only <hi>fear</hi> as we have reaſon, and <hi>hope</hi> as we ought; ſo that, ſetting a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſide the whole ſollicitude of that Affair, we leave it en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tirely to thy Mercy. We come with a Contrite &amp; Humble Heart; full of no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing but a ſincere Sorrow for all our paſt Offences, joyn'd with a hearty Reſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lution never to offend Thee
<pb n="185" facs="tcp:151194:107"/>any more: Except it may be an Offence for Sinners, ſuch as we are, to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinue in thy Preſence; Which cannot be: No, no; though we should ſee thy Sword of Juſtice drawn againſt us, &amp; thy Omni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>potent Hand ſtretcht out to ſtrike us dead at thy Feet, We will not quitt the place,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Job.</hi> 13.15.</note> 
                  <hi>Although Thou kill'ſt us, we will</hi> ſtill <hi>Trust in Thee.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This is the Humble Heart, which charms our God; the Heart which He cannot refuſe;
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Pſ.</hi> 50.</note> Such <hi>a Contrite</hi> ſuch <hi>an Humble Heart He never will deſpiſe.</hi> This is the only diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſition that can make amends for the abuſe of ſo much Goodneſs; &amp; for the differring our Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſion ſo long, upon a
<pb n="186" facs="tcp:151194:108"/>proud <hi>Preſumption</hi> of Amend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment when we pleas'd. Such an Humble Heart, as this, gives God no reaſon to be jealous of his Honour: His Hand appears manifeſtly in the management and <hi>prepa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ration</hi> of it:
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Ex od.</hi> 8.19.</note> 
                  <hi>The Finger of God is here.</hi> Such a Convert, as this, will never chal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lenge any share in the Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour of his Converſion; but, admiring the Benefit, will reſign the Honour, &amp; humble himſelf ſo much the more in his preſence Who made him what he is. But God <hi>will</hi> always have the <hi>Honour</hi> of the work; He <hi>will</hi> be Mercifull when He thinks fit, &amp; not allow proud Man to diſpoſe of his Mercy; He <hi>will</hi> take his own time, and con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>found
<pb n="187" facs="tcp:151194:108"/>the preſumptuous <hi>Pride</hi> of thoſe, who (as if they were God's Maſters, rather than his ſervants,) make no doubt but they can chooſe a <hi>Time</hi> conveni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ent, when they pleaſe.</p>
               <p>Sinners, Deceive not your ſelves. Think not that God is always equally diſpos'd to hear us, when<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoever we appoint our time of Audience. He will not ſuffer us to pretend to the honour of beginning our Converſion, &amp; challenging his. Greateſt Graces, at our leiſure. Tis true; He died to ſave us: But, though He died for our <hi>Benefit,</hi> He died for God's <hi>Honour;</hi> and will not part with any share of this Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour, to humour a <hi>proud</hi> Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nitent.
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                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Iſai.</hi> 42.8. 1. <hi>Pet.</hi> 5.5.</note> He is <hi>Lord</hi> of All, <hi>and his Glory He will not give to Another.</hi> He <hi>Reſiſts the Proud, and</hi> only <hi>to the Humble He gives Grace</hi> in this World, <hi>Glory</hi> in the next.</p>
            </div>
         </div>
         <div type="part">
            <pb n="189" facs="tcp:151194:110"/>
            <head>A CONTRITE HEART.</head>
            <div n="1" type="section">
               <head>SECT. I. <hi>Sorrow for our Sins.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>
                  <q>
                     <seg rend="decorInit">O</seg> My God!
<note place="margin">Anton. das Chagas.</note> God of my Soul, my Life, my Heart, &amp; All that is within me! I have ſinn'd, ô my God; I have offen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded Thee; I have done ill before the Face of Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven &amp; Earth. Neither the
<pb n="190" facs="tcp:151194:111"/>Stars of Heaven, nor the grains of Sand upon the Earth, are equall to the boundleſs number of my grievous ſins.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Ah my dear God! my <hi>Maker,</hi> my <hi>Preſerver,</hi> my <hi>Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deemer,</hi> &amp; my <hi>Only Benefactor,</hi> how it grieves me to have <hi>So</hi> offended Thee!
<note place="margin">Ibid.</note> 
                  <q>I am much more troubled at my great Ingratitude, than at the greatneſs of the Torments I deſerve.</q>
               </p>
               <p>O that I could bewail, with Tears of bloud, the baſe Unworthyneſs of my behaviour to my <hi>only</hi> moſt Obliging, moſt Endearing, moſt Deſerving <hi>Friend!</hi> A <hi>Friend</hi> who <hi>always</hi> lov'd me, even when I lov'd my ſilly <hi>Humours</hi> &amp; his miſerable <hi>Crea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tures</hi> more than <hi>Him;</hi> who
<pb n="191" facs="tcp:151194:111"/>always <hi>Lov'd</hi> me, even when I was his moſt <hi>
                     <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>ngratefull Enemy;</hi> And notwithſtand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing All, ſtill <hi>Made</hi> me whatſoêre <hi>I VVas,</hi> ſtill <hi>Gave</hi> me whatſoêre <hi>I Had,</hi> and ſtill <hi>Invited</hi> me, nay even <hi>Courted</hi> me, with dayly in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpirations of his Grace, to <hi>Love</hi> Him above All Things. O that my Eyes were living Fountains of continuall Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pentance, to bewail my baſe Unworthyneſs!</p>
               <p>And yet although my bleeding Heart should burſt out at my Eyes, my <hi>Grief</hi> would nere be equall to my Grievous <hi>Sins;</hi> the <hi>Guilt</hi> of which is <hi>infinite,</hi> and infi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nitely greater than I'm able to conceive. Though I should weep with Tears of bloud in every corner of
<pb n="192" facs="tcp:151194:112"/>the Earth where I have ſinn'd; All that would ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver wash away the <hi>Guilt</hi> or <hi>Scandall</hi> of my Crimes. There's nothing but the bleeding Sacrifice of the <hi>
                     <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>nſpotted Lamb of God;</hi> There's nothing but the Bloud of JESUS dying for my ſake upon the Croſs; There's nothing elſe can reconcile me to the Souvereign Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jeſty which I have <hi>ſo</hi> pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vok't; There's nothing elſe can wash out the deep Stains of my unſpeakable ingratitude.</p>
               <p>This is that <hi>Mercy</hi> of my God, which the admiring World has Reaſon to call <hi>Great:</hi> That <hi>Mercy</hi> which is truly <hi>Great,</hi> not only in it's ſelf, but <hi>Great</hi> to all that are Partakers of it. <hi>Have Mer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cy
<pb n="193" facs="tcp:151194:112"/>on me, O God,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Pſ.</hi> 50.</note> according to Thy</hi> Great <hi>Mercy. VVash</hi> my poor ſoul <hi>from it's Iniquity, &amp; Cleanſe it from it's Sins. Sprinkle me</hi> only, with the bloud of JESUS, <hi>&amp; I shall be Cleans'd; VVash me</hi> with it, <hi>&amp; I shall be whiter than Snow. Caſt me not away from Thy Face;</hi> but look upon <hi>a Contrite &amp; an Humble Heart,</hi> which (for the ſake of Thy <hi>Beloved Son,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Math.</hi> 17.5.</note> with whom Thou art well Pleas'd</hi>) I hope <hi>Thou wilt not deſpiſe;</hi> but that Thou wilt <hi>have Mercy on me, O God, according to Thy</hi> Great <hi>Mercy.</hi>
               </p>
            </div>
            <div n="2" type="section">
               <head>SECT. II. <hi>Reſolutions of Amendment.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>I <hi>Have ſaid: Now I Begin.</hi> Alas!
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Pſ.</hi> 76.</note> How often <hi>have I ſaid</hi> So, &amp; as often broke my word!
<pb n="194" facs="tcp:151194:113"/>And what Hope have I <hi>Now</hi> to keep it, more than any other Time? When I renew the dolefull memory of my Relapſes, how I tremble at the very Thought! To think how often, in a luke<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>warm Fit of Piety, I have <hi>imagin'd</hi> I was <hi>Now</hi> be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ginning to <hi>amend</hi> my Life; And yet how <hi>Soon,</hi> how <hi>Eaſily,</hi> how <hi>Shamefully</hi> hath every <hi>ſuddain</hi> Paſſion, every <hi>ſinfull</hi> Inclination, every <hi>ſilly</hi> Humour overcome my beſt &amp;<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> firmeſt Reſolutions! Proud as I was, I <hi>wonderd</hi> always at my <hi>weakneſs,</hi> &amp; could ſcarce <hi>beleeve</hi> it, though <hi>I Saw</hi> it. Proud as I was, ſtill went on in the ſame road; Still <hi>fancyd</hi> it was <hi>eaſy</hi> to <hi>Reform</hi> when <hi>I Reſolv'd</hi> upon't; And ſtill excus'd
<pb n="195" facs="tcp:151194:113"/>my ſelf, by laying all the fault upon my <hi>Neighbours,</hi> my <hi>Employments,</hi> or ſome other <hi>Circumſtances</hi> of my Life. And yet, what <hi>Place</hi> ſoever I have liv'd in, whatſoever <hi>Buſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs</hi> I have been employd in, whatſoever <hi>Circumſtances</hi> have attended me through all the ſeverall changes of my Fortune; I have <hi>always</hi> been the ſame <hi>Frail Creature,</hi> always equally unfaithfull to my word. What <hi>Hope</hi> then have <hi>I Now</hi> to keep it, more than any other Time?</p>
               <p>Muſt <hi>I Deſpair?</hi> Yes, yes: 'Tis abſolutely <hi>Neceſſary</hi> for me to <hi>Deſpair</hi> of my <hi>own</hi> Strength, that I may ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riouſly <hi>begin</hi> to <hi>Hope</hi> in no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing elſe but <hi>Him</hi> who <hi>gives Grace to the Humble,
<note place="margin">1. <hi>Pet.</hi> 5.5.</note> &amp; reſiſts the Proud.</hi> And may I
<pb n="196" facs="tcp:151194:114"/>by his Grace <hi>Perſever</hi> all my Life, <hi>improving</hi> each day more &amp; more, <hi>in This Deſpair,</hi> which is the Reaſon why <hi>I Hope</hi> more <hi>now</hi> than any other Time.</p>
               <p>O that I had long ſince <hi>Deſpair'd</hi> entirely of my <hi>own</hi> ſufficiency, &amp; plac't my <hi>Confidence</hi> in nothing but the powerfull aſſiſtance of his <hi>Grace;</hi> I should not then have been ſo <hi>Negligent</hi> ſo <hi>openly Expos'd</hi> on every ſide, to the continuall ſurpriſes of my <hi>Paſsions.</hi> I should then have carefully <hi>employd</hi> the pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cious moments of my <hi>Time,</hi> either in <hi>Studying</hi> how to <hi>Meet</hi> my ſeverall <hi>Dangers,</hi> or <hi>Forecaſting</hi> how to <hi>Avoid</hi> Them. I should then have <hi>Prayd</hi> as heartily, as men do in a Storm; who every moment
<pb n="197" facs="tcp:151194:114"/>fear to ſink, &amp; every mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment lift their trembling Hands &amp; weeping Eyes to Heaven; the ſame <hi>angry Heaven</hi> whence They juſtly apprehend their fatall Ruine. Ah my God! how ſeldome have <hi>I Prayd</hi> ſo! And how often have <hi>I Askt</hi> Thy Grace <hi>as Careleſly</hi> as if <hi>I had no need</hi> of it!</p>
               <p>My <hi>Reſolutions,</hi> like my Prayers, hitherto have only been in <hi>Generall terms:</hi> That <hi>now I would Reform my Life; I would no longer be a Slave to Paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion &amp; Humour; I would</hi> now <hi>Begin to be a Saint; And, O! how I have been asham'd to Think of all my Follies!</hi> Alas! <hi>This</hi> very <hi>Pride</hi> which made me thus <hi>Asham'd,</hi> was That which made me <hi>Fancy,</hi> 'twas an <hi>Eaſy</hi> matter to <hi>Amend;</hi> &amp;
<pb n="198" facs="tcp:151194:115"/>therefore made me <hi>Careleſs</hi> in obſerving the <hi>Particular Occa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſions</hi> of my Greateſt Sins, the <hi>Remedies</hi> which ought to be <hi>applyd,</hi> &amp; the <hi>Impediments</hi> which ought to be <hi>remov'd.</hi> But ſince the ſad experience of my weakneſs makes me wiſer, I am <hi>now reſolv'd</hi> it shall be the <hi>chief Buſineſs</hi> of my Life, to <hi>watch</hi> and <hi>ſtudy</hi> all the <hi>Motions</hi> of my <hi>Heart:</hi> What <hi>Paſsions</hi> are predomi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nant; what <hi>Inclinations</hi> Se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cond them; by what <hi>Ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proaches</hi> They gain ground; &amp; by what <hi>Means,</hi> in This or That <hi>particular</hi> Occur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rence, They may be re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiſted, weakned, &amp; ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dued.</p>
               <p>A Maſter Workman needs but now &amp; then apply his Rule, becauſe his <hi>Habit</hi>
                  <pb n="199" facs="tcp:151194:115"/>guides his skillfull <hi>Hand.</hi> But I, Unskillfull as I am, who only <hi>now Begin</hi> the ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſary Art of Living well, &amp; have ſo many years con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tracted an ill habit of neg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lecting all thoſe Holy Precepts; I muſt <hi>now,</hi> not only in my <hi>Morning-Recollec<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion</hi> carefully <hi>Foreſee</hi> each Dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger I am like to meet with in the <hi>Day;</hi> But <hi>frequently Renew</hi> thoſe pious Reſolu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions; In <hi>All</hi> occaſions <hi>Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſult</hi> the Eternall <hi>Truth</hi> Which came from Heaven to in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtruct me; And <hi>Examine</hi> ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riouſly, if the <hi>Employment</hi> of my Thoughts, Words, Actions, &amp; Deſires, be <hi>ſuitable</hi> to ſo Divine a <hi>Rule.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>All This I am <hi>Reſolv'd upon,</hi> in Preſence of my God, &amp; the whole Court of Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven.
<pb n="200" facs="tcp:151194:116"/>Help me, All ye Bleſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed Spirits,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Luke.</hi> 15.7.</note> who are <hi>Joyfull</hi> witneſſes of theſe my Holy Reſolutions; Aſſiſt me <hi>now</hi> to make an humble Offering of them All <hi>before the Throne of Grace;</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Hebr.</hi> 4.16.</note> And joyn your Better prayers with mine, to beg a <hi>Bleſsing</hi> for Them; without <hi>which,</hi> although I dayly <hi>water</hi> Them with pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nitentiall Tears, They ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver will <hi>Encreaſe,</hi> &amp; bring forth Fruit. <hi>I have ſaid: Now I Begin.</hi> Have mercy on me, O God, according to Thy <hi>Great</hi> Mercy; For <hi>Such a Change comes</hi> only <hi>from the Right Hand of the Higheſt.</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Pſal.</hi> 76.11.</note>
               </p>
            </div>
         </div>
         <div type="part">
            <pb n="201" facs="tcp:151194:116"/>
            <head>AN HUMBLE HEART.</head>
            <div n="1" type="section">
               <head>SECT. I. <hi>The Neceſsity and Advantages of Humility.</hi>
               </head>
               <q>
                  <p>
                     <seg rend="decorInit">A</seg>Ll our Saviour's Life &amp; Converſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion upon Earth,
<note place="margin">S. Aug. lib. de ver. rel<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                     </note> was a continuall inſtruction for the mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>delling of ours. But above all things He particularly recommended to us the
<pb n="202" facs="tcp:151194:117"/>example of his great Hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mility:
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Math.</hi> 11.29.</note> 
                     <hi>Learn of me,</hi> ſay's he, <hi>becauſe I am humble of Heart; and you will find reſt for your ſouls.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The neceſſity of this incomparable Virtue is ſo great,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rodri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guez. Par.</hi> 2. <hi>Tr.</hi> 3. <hi>ch.</hi> 1.</note> that 'tis impoſſible without it to make any progreſs in a Sprituall life. Our Pride corrupts and ruines all our virtuous Actions, unleſs Humility begin, continue, &amp; con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clude them.</p>
                  <p>S. Gregory ſays,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rodri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guez. ch.</hi> 2.</note> True virtue never grows in any Soul, but when 'tis nou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>risht by its proper <hi>Root,</hi> which is Humility. This plain compariſon expreſſes very well its <hi>nature,</hi> and its <hi>properties.</hi> 1. A flower fades &amp; withers when 'tis
<pb n="203" facs="tcp:151194:117"/>parted from its root. 2. The root is never better, than when hidden in the earth, and trampled under foot. 3. A Tree is longer-liv'd, and yields more fruit, ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cording as the root of it is deeper, and lyes lower under ground.</p>
                  <p>How much our <hi>Faith</hi> de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>depends upon Humility,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rodr. ch.</hi> 3.</note> the Apoſtle tells us, when he ſpeaks of <hi>caſting down imaginations;
<note place="margin">2. <hi>Cor.</hi> 10.5.</note> every high 'thing that exalts it ſelf againſt the knowledge of God;</hi> and <hi>cap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tivating every thought to the Obe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dience of Chriſt.</hi> Man's Rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon is but weak, and ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject to miſtake; &amp; there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore a ſubmiſſive Spirit is requir'd: the want of which has been the firſt beginning of all hereſies,
<pb n="204" facs="tcp:151194:118"/>and verified S. Paul's pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diction,
<note place="margin">2. <hi>Tim.</hi> 3.1.2.3.7.</note> that <hi>in the laſt days dangerous times will come: be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe Men will be Proud; deſpiſers of good people; &amp; ever learning, but never coming to the know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge of Truth.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The ſame Humility which guides our Faith, encou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rages our <hi>Hope:</hi>
                     <note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rodr. c.</hi> 10.11.</note> becauſe the more we fear our weakneſs &amp; diffide in our own ſtrength, the more we have recourſe to God, in whom we place our confidence: and thus <hi>when we are weak,</hi>
                     <note place="margin">2. <hi>Cor.</hi> 12.10.</note> ſaies the Apoſtle, <hi>we are ſtrong.</hi> That is to ſay, when once we rightly underſtand our ſelves, &amp; being thoroughly convinc't of our infirmity, we ſeriouſly begin to hope in nothing but the aſſiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tance
<pb n="205" facs="tcp:151194:118"/>of God's Grace: then 'tis that He himſelf begins to take in hand the management of our affairs; provides for us in all our ſpirituall wants; ſupports, &amp; guides us, by a ſpeciall providence, in all our pious under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>takings. Tis with us, as 'tis with Beggars who expoſe their ulcers and their miſeries: the more they lay them open in the publick view, the more they move our pitty, &amp; obtain more almes of Cha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ritable perſons: So the more ſincerely we con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feſs, &amp; with profound humility acknowledge, our extreme neceſſities, expoſing them in pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence of our God, the
<pb n="206" facs="tcp:151194:119"/>more we move him to compaſſionate our miſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable State, &amp; to beſtow upon us more aboun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dantly the riches of his Grace.</p>
                  <p>Humility, as it encou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rages our Hope ſo it im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proves our <hi>Charity.</hi> An hum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble Man perpetually conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dering his innumerable faults &amp; imperfections, the more he ſees his great un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>worthyneſs, the more he wonders at God's patience, &amp; is more inclin'd to love his Goodneſs above all things.
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>P. Craſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſet. T.</hi> 2. <hi>Con.</hi> 14.</note> Nothing makes me better underſtand how good God is, than when I ſee with how much pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tience he endures a man, who is not able to endure himſelf. Tis He who is
<pb n="207" facs="tcp:151194:119"/>offended: I am the of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fender. I, all Wickedneſs: &amp; He, all Holyneſs. As wicked as I am, I can't endure my ſelf: As holy as He is, He ſuffers me with patience. I only ſee a ſmall part of my faults, and hate my ſelf: He ſees them all, and yet He dos not ceaſe to love me. I have ſuch a horrour of my ſelf, when I conſider how inconſtant &amp; how frail I am: &amp; yet I can't per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive that God has any horrour of me. On the contrary, the more I humbly own my wicked<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, the more obliging &amp; endearing proofs He gives me of inſuperable Goodneſs.</p>
                  <p>Our Humility preſerves
<pb n="208" facs="tcp:151194:120"/>&amp; guards our <hi>Chaſtity.</hi>
                     <note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rodr. ch.</hi> 3.</note> Saint Bernard dos not fear to ſay, that <hi>even the Purity of the Bleſſed Virgin her ſelf, had never been agreable to God, without it.</hi>
                     <note place="margin">
                        <hi>Corn. a Lap. in c.</hi> 1, <hi>ad Rom.</hi>
                     </note> Beſides it is not only neceſſary to <hi>preſerve</hi> our Chaſtity; but is the the beſt and moſt effec<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuall remedy, that can be, to <hi>procure</hi> it. Luxury is the punishment of pride: and Chaſtity the triumph of humility. S. Hierome ſays, <hi>tis hard to find a Heretick that loves Chaſtity; although in his diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſes he may ſeem to praiſe it, &amp; pretend to practiſe it.</hi> The reaſon is,
<note place="margin">1. <hi>Pet.</hi> 5.5.</note> becauſe <hi>God gives grace</hi> only <hi>to the humble, &amp; reſiſts the proud:</hi> and where there is no <hi>Grace,</hi> there is no <hi>Chaſtity,</hi> but all Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cupiſcence. Hence comes
<pb n="209" facs="tcp:151194:120"/>the common ſaying of our Novelliſts, that <hi>Chaſtity is impoſsible:</hi> &amp; 'tis no won<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der that they <hi>think</hi> ſo; for it <hi>is</hi> ſo, <hi>to the Proud,</hi> and Graceleſs; who can nere be truly chaſt, till they are truly humble. They are <hi>given up by God to</hi> all <hi>un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cleaneſs,
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Rom.</hi> 1.24.</note> through the luſt of their own hearts:</hi> and 'tis but juſt, that if the Soul re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fuſes due ſubmiſſion to God, the Body should be found, by his permiſſion, as untractable &amp; diſobedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ent to ſuch a Soul. <hi>Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe,</hi> ſays S. Gregory, <hi>by Pride they preferr themſelves before Men: by Luxury they ſoon become like Beaſts.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>A man might eaſily go through all other virtues,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rodr. ch.</hi> 3.</note> and obſerve Humility as
<pb n="210" facs="tcp:151194:121"/>neceſſary for the acquiring and preſerving of them All. But what has been already ſaid, ſuffices to convince us, that the moſt compendious method of aſpiring to Perfection, is to make it our chief buſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, to be <hi>truly humble.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Tis enough to add,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>P. Craſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſet. T.</hi> 1. <hi>Lund.</hi> 3 <hi>de l' A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vent.</hi>
                     </note> that All our virtues &amp; good actions, without Humi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity, will never ſave us: &amp; that all our ſins &amp; im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perfections, with true Humility, will never damn us: For as ſoon as ever we are truly humble, all our vices leave us, &amp; immediately all virtues take poſſeſſion of our heart. My ſoul! why are we then diſcourag'd? Why do we deſpair? Why are
<pb n="211" facs="tcp:151194:121"/>we, now &amp; then, ſo me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lancholy when we think of all our imperfections &amp; faults? If therefore we have reaſon to deſpair: have we not <hi>therefore</hi> reaſon to be humble? Let us be <hi>ſo</hi> then: &amp; we shall have no longer any reaſon to deſpair. Let us but humble our ſelves in preſence of our God: we shall ſoon obtain all that we <hi>have not;</hi> we shall be able to do all that we <hi>cannot;</hi> &amp; we shall receive all that we <hi>deſerve not.</hi> You cannot faſt? At leaſt you can humble your ſelf. You cannot weep for your ſins? Humble your ſelf, becauſe you cannot. You have not Time enough, nor Health enough, to ſay much prayers? However,
<pb n="212" facs="tcp:151194:122"/>you may be as humble every jot, as if you had. Do what you can, you always pray with much diſtraction? Be content, &amp; humble. You are now &amp; then ſurpris'd, and fall into ſome ſin? Have pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tience: take more care another time: &amp; be more humble ever after.</p>
               </q>
               <p>
                  <hi>An Humble Heart God never will deſpiſe.</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Pſ.</hi> 50.</note> And is not This enough to shew us the <hi>Ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſsity</hi> &amp; great <hi>Advantage</hi> of Humility? How comfort<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able is the Thought of it, to them whoſe Want of health, or other Circumſtances, will not ſuffer to make uſe of corporall Auſterities, in Satisfaction for their Sins! What Comfort is it to them, to reflect that ſtill
<pb n="213" facs="tcp:151194:122"/>they have a Refuge left them in the Sanctuary of this Virtue. Tis the <hi>only One</hi> they have, if we beleeve an ancient Father of the Church.
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>S. John. Clïma. Reca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pitul. Ar.</hi> 35.</note> 
                  <hi>VVhoever has committed grievous Sins; &amp; has a Body weak &amp; Sickly; Let him tread the footſteps of Humility: In all things Let him fellow, where the Spirit &amp; the Impulſe of that Vir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue lead him: Tis the only way He has to ſave his Soul.</hi>
               </p>
            </div>
            <div n="2" type="section">
               <head>SECT. II. <hi>Firſt Degree of Humility.</hi>
               </head>
               <q>
                  <p>THe firſt Degree,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rodr. ch.</hi> 5.</note> is to have a mean <hi>opi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nion</hi> of our ſelves; to <hi>think</hi> our ſelves contemptible; &amp; <hi>judge</hi> that we deſerve to be deſpis'd by all the
<pb n="214" facs="tcp:151194:123"/>World. The Knowledge of our ſelves, our Weakneſs &amp; our Miſery, is no Hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mility; but only is the neceſſary Means to come to this Degree of it.</p>
                  <p>A perſon truly humble,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rodr. ch.</hi> 3.</note> always has before his eyes his <hi>own</hi> defects &amp; imper<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fections: in others he conſiders chiefly the per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fections &amp; virtues which he finds: &amp; thus he always is perſuaded that his neigh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bours are much better &amp; more perfect than himſelf. He loves them with reſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pect &amp; tenderneſs. He is not angry at his being valued leſſe than they; but glad to ſee them <hi>All</hi> preferr'd before him.</p>
                  <p>His Sins,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Ibid. Pſ.</hi> 50.</note> which <hi>ever are before him,</hi> make him ſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible
<pb n="215" facs="tcp:151194:123"/>that he deſerves the worſt of punishments: &amp; therefore whatſoever hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pens to him, he eſteems it infinitely leſſe than his iniquity deſerves. He ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver thinks himſelf affron<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted. Whatſoever wrong is done him; he receives it as a favour, in compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riſon of what he has juſt reaſon to expect. He ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fers all, in ſilence, upon this account: And far from breaking out into complaints, he only calls to mind that humble ſaying, of the Prophet Micah,
<note place="margin">7.9.</note> 
                     <hi>I will bear the in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dignation of my God, becauſe I have ſinn'd againſt him.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The hardeſt meaſure we can ſuffer in this life;
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rodr. Ch.</hi> 7.</note> the greateſt &amp; the moſt
<pb n="216" facs="tcp:151194:124"/>ſevere humiliations we can think of, are incom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>parably leſſe than what is due to any ſingle crime, which we committ againſt the Majeſty of God. Can we imagine, all the World is able to dishonour him <hi>too much,</hi> who has disho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour God himſelf? And is't not juſt that having ſlighted &amp; neglected his Creator, he himſelf should be deſpis'd by <hi>All,</hi> and live for ever after in diſgrace?
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Epheſ.</hi> 2.3.</note> Remember that a Sinner is a <hi>Child of wrath,</hi> an Enemy of God, a Monſter of deformity, condemn'd to everlaſting flames: Remember this; and you will shrink be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>low the feet of all the World; becauſe you will
<pb n="217" facs="tcp:151194:124"/>be then convinc't, that howſoever you are hum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bled &amp; oppreſs't, a Man who has but once offen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded God, deſerves to ſuffer more.</p>
                  <p>Although my Conſci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence accuſe me not,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rodr. ibid.</hi> 1. <hi>Cor.</hi> 4.4.</note> 
                     <hi>Though I know nothing of my ſelf,</hi> ſays the Apoſtle, <hi>yet I am not hereby juſtified; but he that judges me, is God.</hi> When we conſider well, how doubt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full our condition is, &amp; how we always are un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>certain of our being juſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fied: This, this alone, without all other motives, which are numberleſs, is of it ſelf aboundantly ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ficient to humble us. What Chriſtian is there, that would dare to shew his face? or Man that would
<pb n="218" facs="tcp:151194:125"/>not rather wish to ſink into the bowells of the Earth, to hide himſelf? if this reflection once had made a deep impreſſion in his mind, <hi>My Crimes are cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain, but my Pardon is uncertain.</hi> Nothing can be more uneaſy to a Soul, that would be ſav'd, than this Uncertainty. But yet there's nothing in the World of greater uſe for the acquiring and preſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving of Humility. There's nothing can refrain us more from <hi>Cenſuring</hi> our Neigh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bours, or <hi>Deſpiſing</hi> even thoſe who ſeem the great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt Sinners; than to think, that We our ſelves are far from having any certainty of being in the State of Grace; &amp; that, this very
<pb n="219" facs="tcp:151194:125"/>moment we may be, for ought we know, in equall danger of the everlaſting flames of Hell.</p>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div n="3" type="section">
               <head>SECT. III. <hi>Second Degree of Humility.</hi>
               </head>
               <q>
                  <p>THe Second Degree,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rodr. ch.</hi> 13.</note> is when we <hi>love</hi> to be neglected, and <hi>deſire</hi> to be deſpis'd. As hard as it ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pears, if we were once well grounded in the firſt Degree, the way would then be short &amp; eaſy to the ſecond. If we had but once a mean <hi>opinion</hi> of our ſelves; if once we truly <hi>thought</hi> our ſelves contemp<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tible; if once our <hi>judgment</hi> were convinc't that we deſerve to be deſpis'd by
<pb n="220" facs="tcp:151194:126"/>All the World; it would not then be difficult to <hi>ſuffer</hi> their contempt: We then should even <hi>wish</hi> for ſuch occaſions of impro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving our humility: they would be always very wellcome to us, &amp; afford us, every day, new joy &amp; conſolation. <hi>Tis certain,</hi> ſays S. Bonaventure, <hi>that we naturally</hi> love <hi>to ſee our ſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>timents approv'd, &amp; our opinions followd. VVhich if it be true, as our experience too often teaches us, why are we ſo uneaſy when we ſee our neighbours undervalue us? Tis queſtionleſs, becauſe we are not, in our judgment, thorough<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly convinc't that we deſerve to be deſpis'd; for if we were, we should be glad to ſee our neigh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bours follow our opinion.</hi>
                     <note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rodr. ch.</hi> 14.</note>
                  </p>
                  <p>The Diſpoſitions which
<pb n="221" facs="tcp:151194:126"/>make way to this Degree, are, 1. to shun as much as may be, all occaſions of praiſe. 2. To ſuffer patiently the humours and inſults of others. 3. To take no pleaſure in our being celebrated and ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mir'd.</p>
                  <p n="1">1. The Avoiding all occaſions of praiſe,
<note place="margin">Ibid.</note> is re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>commended to us by the great example of our Sa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>viour, &amp; the univerſall practiſe of the Saints. Our Saviour fled from thoſe who thought to chooſe him King. He shewd his Glory on mount Thabor to no more than three of his Diſciples; and im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mediatly charg'd them not to ſay a word on't. When<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoever his great Charity
<pb n="222" facs="tcp:151194:127"/>appear'd in doing mira<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cles, his great humility appear'd no leſſe in his commanding ſecrecy.
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>S. Fr. Sales. p.</hi> 3. <hi>c.</hi> 5.</note>
                  </p>
                  <p>Humility affects not to appear in her own likeneſs. She forbears expreſsions which diſcover her. She deſires, not only to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceal all other Virtues, but particularly, to conceal her ſelf.
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>P. Craſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſet. T.</hi> 1. <hi>Mar.</hi> 3. <hi>de l'A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rent.</hi>
                     </note>
                  </p>
                  <p>Tis a dangerous thing to ſpeak of one's ſelf; either well, or ill: if <hi>well,</hi> 'tis to appear <hi>deſerving;</hi> if <hi>ill,</hi> 'tis to appear <hi>humble.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>An humble man had rather hear another ſay,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>S. Fr. Sales. p.</hi> 3. <hi>c.</hi> 5.</note> 
                     <hi>that he is miſerable, inconſiderable, good for nothing;</hi> than be heard to ſay it of himſelf. At leaſt, he never con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tradicts it. Whoſoever
<pb n="223" facs="tcp:151194:127"/>ſays it, he <hi>beleeves</hi> it firmly and is therefore <hi>glad</hi> that others are of his opinion.</p>
                  <p n="2">2. If we ſeriouſly con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſider'd,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rodr. ch.</hi> 14.</note> that the eſteem of men, is <hi>generally,</hi> if not <hi>always,</hi> an Occaſion of Preſumption &amp; Pride; &amp; that the Saints themſelves, who by Gods Grace were more ſecure from danger, always fled from ſuch temptation, even with averſion &amp; horrour: we should certainly conclude, that whatſoever may con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tribute to the humbling of us, &amp; inducing us to have a mean opinion of our ſelves, should be re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiv'd with <hi>patience,</hi> &amp; embrac't as uſefull means of purchaſing, preſerving, &amp; encreaſing our Humi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity.
<pb n="224" facs="tcp:151194:128"/>The opportunities of practiſing this Virtue are ſo frequent every day, that if we did but care<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully forecaſt to profit by them, we might almoſt make it our continuall Exerciſe.
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>B. III. ch.</hi> 49.</note> It happens, ſays the Devout Kempis, <hi>that what is pleaſing to others, shall go well forward; that which thou wisheſt, shall not ſpeed: That which others ſay, shall be heard; what thou ſayſt, shall be nothing regarded: Others shall ask, &amp; shall receive; thou shalt ask, &amp; not obtain: others shall be great in the praiſe of men; but of thee there shall be no ſpeech: to others this or that shall be committed; but thou shalt be ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>counted fit for nothing. At this, Nature is apt ſometimes to be troubled; and 'tis much, if thou
<pb n="225" facs="tcp:151194:128"/>art humble enough, to bear it</hi> patiently <hi>with ſilence.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p n="3">3.<note place="margin">Ibid.</note> To be charm'd ſo little with Eſteem &amp; Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour, as to <hi>take no pleaſure</hi> in them, is a third ſtep to the height of this Degree; much harder than the other two. For as Saint Auſtin very well obſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ves, <hi>although it may be eaſy for a man to live without praiſe, when it is denied: tis hard enough for any man, to take no pleaſure in it, when 'tis freely offerd him. A proud man,</hi> ſays S. Gregory, <hi>rejoyces even when he knows that his admirers are miſtaken in him. For he cares not what his Life is in the ſight of God, but only values the appea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rance of it in the ſight of Men. And therefore he his puft up with the leaſt applauſe: He fancys he
<pb n="226" facs="tcp:151194:129"/>has reap't the fruit of his endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vours: He deſires no more: He aims at nothing elſe.</hi> But, on the contrary, an humble man is ſo averſe from the applauſe of Men: that he's uneaſy with it. He's afraid there is no reall ground for it: or elſe he fears the loſſe of his Reward in Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven, by receiving of it here; &amp; trembles at the apprehenſion of exchang<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, for a little popular Eſteem, the Crown of everlaſting Glory, which he hopes for. Salomon ſays,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Prov.</hi> 27.21.</note> 
                     <hi>As gold is tried by the furnace, ſo is a man by his praiſe.</hi> S. Gregory adds; <hi>if he grows vain by hearing it, he's like falſe gold, which ſuffers by the fire: but if the hearing of it makes him tremble, leaſt it may
<pb n="227" facs="tcp:151194:129"/>be prejudiciall to his ſoul before the Souvereign Judge; 'tis like a fire which only ſerves to purify, &amp; give him a new luſtre.</hi> We should be ſo grounded in the knowledg of ourſelves, that when we are com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mended, we may always have before our eyes our baſe Unworthyneſs; and be ſo much the more asham'd, to think, we are ſo far from being what we <hi>ſeem</hi> to be; that we fall short of being, even what we <hi>should</hi> be.</p>
                  <p>By theſe three Steps we come at laſt to the Degree of <hi>loving</hi> &amp; <hi>deſiring</hi> to be un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dervalued &amp; deſpis'd:
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rodr. ch.</hi> 15.</note> We become, not only hum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble in our <hi>Judgment,</hi> but our <hi>Heart.</hi> The firſt degree, which is Humility of <hi>Judg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment,</hi>
                     <pb n="228" facs="tcp:151194:130"/>was not to be found in J. C. as S. Bernard well obſerves: becauſe He knew himſelf too well, to have a mean <hi>opinion</hi> of himſelf, or <hi>think</hi> himſelf contemp<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tible, or <hi>judge</hi> that He de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerv'd to be deſpis'd by all the World. But the ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cond Degree, the true humility of <hi>Heart,</hi> was the Humility of our Redee<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mer. He <hi>took pleaſure</hi> in de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſcending, &amp; becoming Man: He <hi>lov'd</hi> to be neg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lected, ſcorn'd, &amp; ridi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cul'd: He heartily <hi>deſir'd</hi> to undergo all injuries, inſults &amp; outrages. Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hold the Example of our Maſter. See the Leſſon which he came to teach us.
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Math.</hi> 11.29.</note> 
                     <hi>Learn of me,</hi> ſays He, <hi>becauſe I am humble of</hi> HEART.</p>
                  <pb n="229" facs="tcp:151194:130"/>
                  <p>A true Diſciple of Chriſt,
<note place="margin">Ibid.</note> is dead to all things in this world; he hates it, &amp; deteſts it; he deſires not to be valued &amp; eſteem'd in't; but embraces all Hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miliations with the ſelf ſame paſſion, which worldly perſons have for Honour &amp; Eſteem; and is as <hi>glad</hi> to meet with all occaſions of appearing inconſiderable &amp; contemptible, as they are <hi>overjoyd</hi> to meet with opportunities of ſeeming Great.</p>
                  <p>To know if we are true Diſciples of our Maſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rodr. ch.</hi> 16.</note> &amp; have perfectly ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quir'd this Virtue; we muſt, <hi>by this Rule,</hi> examine well the diſpoſition of our <hi>Heart,</hi> &amp; ſee if we rejoyce as much at being under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>valued
<pb n="230" facs="tcp:151194:131"/>valued &amp; deſpis'd, as others do at being ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour'd &amp; applauded.</p>
                  <p>This Examen is the Touchſtone of Humility.
<note place="margin">Ibid.</note> For 'tis agreed upon by all, that <hi>Virtue</hi> is imperfect in us, till we practiſe it with ſatisfaction &amp; <hi>pleaſure.</hi> If we find the leaſt re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pugnance in the practiſe, when occaſion ſerves; &amp; uſe much preparation to ſurmount the difficulty of it; 'tis indeed the way to acquire ſuch Virtue, but it alſo is a certain mark, we have not yet acquir'd it in perfection. A Maſter of an Art, as Ariſtotle ſays, has ſuch a habit of it, that he uſes no deli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>beration, but performs the operations of it with
<pb n="131" facs="tcp:151194:131"/>ſuch eaſe, he ſcarce knows what he's doing when he dos his work. And Philo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſophers tell us, that in ſurpriſing Accidents, we act not by <hi>Reflection,</hi> but by <hi>Habit.</hi> For which reaſon, 'tis in vain to examine, what our Inclinations are (&amp; whether we are <hi>truly Humble,</hi> or no) by what we do with preparation &amp; leiſure: We muſt care<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully examine, what we ſuddainly are apt to do, without deliberation.</p>
               </q>
               <p>However,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Rodr. Chr.</hi> 17.</note> if by this Examen we obſerve, that notwithſtanding our En<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavours to improve, we frequently are <hi>importun'd,</hi> &amp; ſometimes <hi>overcome,</hi> by Pride &amp; Vanity: if we are yet ſo far from taking pleaſure in
<pb n="232" facs="tcp:151194:132"/>the practiſe of Humility, that we are hardly able to ſupport in ſilence the Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eaſineſs we ſuffer in it: Let not this diſcourage us: But on the contrary, the more we ſee our weakneſs, let it humble us the more; &amp; let us learn from thence</p>
               <p>
                  <q>to uſe our utmoſt dili<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gence in laying a more firm Foundation of <hi>Chriſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtian</hi> Humility, which is <hi>Humility of Heart.</hi> Tis not a thing impoſſible. For, by the grace of God, we may be able, ſays S. Auſtin, not only to imitate the example of the Saints, but alſo of the Souvereign Maſter of the Saints. He invites us all to imitate his Virtue; &amp; can we fancy He invites us to a thing
<pb n="233" facs="tcp:151194:132"/>impoſſible? <hi>Learn of me,</hi> ſays He, <hi>becauſe I am Humble of</hi> HEART. And S. Hierom very well obſerves, that thoſe words of our Sa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>viour, <hi>If thou wilt be Perfect,
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Math.</hi> 19.21.</note> come &amp; follow me,</hi> are a manifeſt conviction, that by his Grace, (which al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ways is at hand,) we have it in our power, to be Perfect, if <hi>we will.</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
            </div>
            <div n="4" type="section">
               <head>SECT. IV. <hi>An Objection Anſwerd.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>IF <hi>Charity</hi> incline us to deſire our neighbour's Good,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Rodr. cb.</hi> 29.</note> &amp; to contribute what we can to their Sal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vation; why should our <hi>Humility</hi> deſire that all the World may undervalue us?
<pb n="234" facs="tcp:151194:133"/>Without their thinking well of us (in ſome capacity, or other) we shall never do them any good; they never will confide in us; they will not hearken to us; we shall have no credit with them. Is't not there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore reaſonable, even by the Rule of common Cha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rity, that we should rather ſeek their Kindneſs &amp; Eſteem, than their Aver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion &amp; Contempt?</p>
               <p>
                  <q>S.
<note place="margin">Ibid.</note> Gregory anſwers. Tis one thing, to deſire our neighbour's <hi>Eſteem;</hi> another, to rejoyce at his <hi>Profit.</hi> Tis a Crime to covet Reputation for it's own ſake, &amp; rejoyce at being Great in the opinion of men. But yet, to wish as much of it, as may be
<pb n="235" facs="tcp:151194:133"/>neceſſary for ſo good an End, as that of ſerving Souls &amp; gaining them to Chriſt; is an effect of Charity. And thus 'tis lawfull to deſire our neighbour's good opinion &amp; eſteem, <hi>ſo far</hi> as may enable us to do them good: becauſe we <hi>thus</hi> deſire it, only for their ſervice, &amp; the greater glory of our our God, with a ſincere and totall diſengagement from the charmes of Pride &amp; Vanity. If any man, who naturally <hi>hates</hi> a Po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, or a Pill, upon oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion procures it, &amp; <hi>deſires</hi> to take it; we may be aſſur'd, that ſuch a man takes phyſick, not Phyſick ſake, but purely for his Health. So when a
<pb n="236" facs="tcp:151194:134"/>man, who by an extraor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dinary grace of the Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mighty, <hi>hates</hi> the applauſe &amp; honour of this World; when ſuch a man procures, <hi>deſires,</hi> &amp; manages with care, the good Opinion of men; becauſe it may be uſefull to him in their ſervice; we may be aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſur'd he only ſeeks God's Honour, not his own.</q>
               </p>
               <p>However,
<note place="margin">Ibid.</note> this great Truth is generally much abus'd; &amp; under the pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tence of it, we only cover our Ambition, &amp; diſguiſe our Vanity. Wee covet Honours, ſeek Preferments, &amp; intrude our ſelves into Employments, letting ſlip no opportunity of <hi>being</hi> or <hi>appearing.</hi> Great; &amp; all this while, we plead; tis only
<pb n="237" facs="tcp:151194:134"/>
                  <hi>Charity,</hi> to qualifie us for the better ſervice of our Neighbours. <q>We have therefore need of no ſmall circumſpection to diſcern the cheat. The way to know it, ſays S. Gregory, is to examine all <hi>occaſions,</hi> where our Reputation is a thing <hi>indifferent,</hi> &amp; <hi>uſeleſs</hi> to our neighbour. If in theſe, we care not for the good Opinion of men; we may ſuppoſe, that when we are concern'd for't, it is only for our neighbour's ſake, &amp; not our own.</q>
               </p>
               <p>S.
<note place="margin">Ibid.</note> 
                  <hi>Gregory</hi> thus untys the knot; but S. <hi>Francis</hi> cutts it with more eaſe, &amp; much more clearly takes away the difficulty.</p>
               <p>Whatſoever the <hi>Occaſions</hi>
                  <pb n="238" facs="tcp:151194:135"/>are,
<note place="margin">Ibid.</note> He roundly anſwers: that our <q>
                     <hi>Charity</hi> begins at home: that if it inclines us to deſire our <hi>Neighbour's</hi> ſpirituall good; with much more reaſon it inclines us to deſire our <hi>Own:</hi> that if our Reputation may be uſefull to our neighbour; our Diſgraces &amp; Humi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liations (incurr'd without our fault) may prove more beneficiall to our ſelves. If when I preach, ſays he, or when I prac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiſe any virtue which is edifying, I am pleas'd with praiſes, which en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>danger my Salvation; be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe their good Opinion of me, helps them to im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prove by my inſtruction, &amp; example: How much reaſon have I, for my
<pb n="239" facs="tcp:151194:135"/>own ſake, to rejoyce a great deal more, when (having done my beſt) I ſtill am undervalued &amp; deſpis'd; becauſe, by this means, I my ſelf am more acceptable to God, and more ſecure of my Eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nall Happyneſs?</q>
               </p>
               <p>Our Saviour himſelf,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>See R. ch.</hi> 29.</note> whoſe Charity inclin'd him to deſcend from heaven, &amp; to ſacrifice his life for Sinners; knew that many unbelieving Souls were loſt by undervaluing &amp; deſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing him; He knew that many millions of them would have been conver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted, if they had admir'd &amp; honour'd him as he de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerv'd; &amp; yet He never ſought for <hi>wordly Honour</hi> as a means to <hi>ſave them;</hi> but al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>though
<pb n="240" facs="tcp:151194:136"/>though their Souls were dear to Him, his honour was not.
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Jo.</hi> 6.38.</note> As <hi>He came from heaven, not to do his own will, but the will of him that ſent him:</hi> So He came to ſeek the Honour of his Father, not his own. <hi>I honour my Father,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Jo.</hi> 8.49.50.</note> ſays He; <q>
                     <hi>I ſeek not my own glory.</hi> Tis enough that whilſt I only ſeek his Honour, He takes care of mine; &amp; that al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>though I never ſeek my own,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 50.</note> yet <hi>there is One that</hi> always <hi>ſeeks &amp; judges it;</hi> &amp; always will be ſure to do me juſtice. Let us follow the Example of our Sa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>viour.</q> Let us make it the cheif Buſineſs of our life <hi>to do the will of him that ſent us,</hi> not our <hi>own.</hi> Let us honour our Father in Heaven. Let <q>
                     <hi>his</hi> Honour <hi>only</hi> be the
<pb n="241" facs="tcp:151194:136"/>Object of our care, &amp; never let us mind <hi>our own,</hi> but reſt content that He himſelf takes care of it.</q> Let no appearance of our Neighbour's <hi>Profit</hi> cheat us into an Ambition of being popular; but let us faith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully, in all things, do our Duty for the Love &amp; Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour of our God; &amp; as for mens opinion of us, let us leave it to his Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vidence. His Honour, here below, is left (as I may ſay) to our diſcretion: He committs it to our care: He forces not our <hi>Liberty,</hi> but only offers the aſſiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tance of his <hi>Grace,</hi> &amp; lets us <hi>Honour</hi> him, &amp; ſerve him <hi>as we pleaſe.</hi> Shall God thus truſt his honour in ſo bad a hand as ours? &amp; shall
<pb n="242" facs="tcp:151194:137"/>not we be ſatisfied, to truſt our honour in ſo good a hand as His?</p>
            </div>
            <div n="5" type="section">
               <head>SECT. V. <hi>Third Degree of Humility.</hi>
               </head>
               <q>
                  <p>THe Third,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rodr. ch.</hi> 30.</note> &amp; Laſt Degree is the <hi>Humi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity of Saints,</hi> who are <hi>moſt humble</hi> in the ſight of God, when they are moſt eſteem'd &amp; celebrated by the World.</p>
                  <p>When a Perſon, full of faults &amp; imperfections, has a <hi>mean opinion</hi> of himſelf; <hi>eſteems</hi> himſelf no better than he is; &amp; is <hi>content</hi> to be reputed ſuch as he eſteems himſelf; We may <hi>commend</hi> him, ſays S. Ber<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nard; but have little rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon
<pb n="243" facs="tcp:151194:137"/>to <hi>admire</hi> him. Who admires to ſee a poor man have a <hi>mean opinion</hi> of his riches? <hi>think</hi> himſelf no richer than he is? &amp; reſt <hi>content</hi> that others think ſo too? but if a <hi>Rich man</hi> rank himſelf amongſt the <hi>poor,</hi> &amp; treat them with reſpect, as if he were the leaſt conſiderable of them all; This very well de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerves our admiration.</p>
               </q>
               <p>By this deſcription of the third Degree, we plainly ſee, that the Humility of Saints &amp; the Humility of Sinners is the ſame <hi>in Sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtance,</hi> though they differ <hi>in Perfection.</hi> Tis true: we wonder not, to ſee a man ſtand <hi>ſteddy</hi> upon even ground. But when we ſee the ſame man ſtand as <hi>firm</hi>
                  <pb n="244" facs="tcp:151194:138"/>upon a lofty pinnacle; we gaze, &amp; wonder at him. All this while, the <hi>Man's</hi> the <hi>ſame;</hi> though we admire him <hi>more,</hi> becauſe the <hi>place</hi> is <hi>higher</hi> &amp; the difficulty <hi>grea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter.</hi> So 'tis in our preſent caſe. Humility is either of the <hi>Judgment,</hi> or the <hi>Heart.</hi> The third Degree is com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prehended in the Firſt, &amp; Second. But however we admire much more an hum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble <hi>Saint;</hi> becauſe his emi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nent <hi>degree</hi> of Sanctity is <hi>higher,</hi> &amp; the difficulty of his being humble, there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore <hi>ſeems</hi> much <hi>greater.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>I ſay <hi>ſeems</hi> greater: be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe I am not apt to think it <hi>is</hi> ſo; upon ſecond thoughts. My reaſon, in short, is This. Humility of <hi>judgment</hi> &amp; of <hi>heart,</hi> are
<pb n="245" facs="tcp:151194:138"/>chiefly grounded in the <hi>Knowledg</hi> of our ſelves, &amp; <hi>Love</hi> of God. The Firſt in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duces us to have a mean opinion of our ſelves: the more we <hi>know</hi> our ſelves, the more we think our ſelves contemptible, the more we <hi>judge</hi> that we <hi>de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve</hi> to be <hi>deſpis'd</hi> by all the World. The Second makes us <hi>glad</hi> to be neglected, &amp; <hi>deſire</hi> to be contemn'd: And as the <hi>Love of God</hi> encreaſes in our hearts; the more we have &amp; ſcorn the tranſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tory honour of this world; the more we <hi>love</hi> to follow the Example of an humble God; the more we hear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tily <hi>deſire</hi> to be agreable to none but him; as being every day more ſenſible of this great Truth; <hi>He</hi>
                  <pb n="246" facs="tcp:151194:139"/>only <hi>is approv'd;
<note place="margin">2. <hi>Cor.</hi> 10.18.</note> whom God commends.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Let us only lay theſe no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions right together. 1. The <hi>Knowledg</hi> of our ſelves &amp; <hi>Love</hi> of God, is that which makes men <hi>Saints.</hi> No Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon ever was a Saint <hi>without</hi> them: No man ever was a Sinner <hi>with</hi> them. And the more this Knowledg and this Love encreaſe, the Greater is the Sanctity. 2. This <hi>Knowledg</hi> &amp; this <hi>Love,</hi> is that which makes men <hi>Humble.</hi> Knowledg helps them to be humble in their <hi>Judgments:</hi> Love aſſiſts them to be humble in their <hi>Hearts.</hi> The more they Know &amp; Love, the greater is the <hi>aſsiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tance</hi> of God's <hi>Grace,</hi> which is the only means of making all things eaſy to us. Why
<pb n="247" facs="tcp:151194:139"/>then may we not conclude? Whoever is a <hi>Saint,</hi> the <hi>greater</hi> Saint he is, the <hi>eaſyer</hi> 'tis for him to be humble.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sinners</hi> indeed have much more matter for Humility to work upon. Their Weak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, their Corruption, &amp; the Miſery of their deplo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable condition, are incom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>parably worſe. But, which is worſt of all, they are ſo miſerably <hi>blind,</hi> as not to know their miſery. A Beggar, in his drink, ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gines he's a Prince: &amp; is as proud as if he were. Tis true; he's miſerably poor: but ſince he knows it not; what ſignifies it? He's as proud, as if he were the richeſt man alive. Tis ſo with Sinners. They are drunk with Self-love,
<pb n="248" facs="tcp:151194:140"/>Pride, &amp; Vanity. They <hi>little</hi> know, &amp; much <hi>leſs</hi> think, how Poor, how Miſerable, how Contemptible they are. And we may very well apply to them thoſe words of the Apocalypſe: <hi>Becauſe Thou ſayſt,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Ch.</hi> 3.17.18.</note> I am rich, &amp; have need of nothing; &amp; knowſt not that thou art wretched, &amp; miſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable, &amp; poor, &amp; blind, &amp; naked:</hi> Therefore <hi>I counſell thee, to annoint thy eyes, that thou mayſt See.</hi> This is the generall Reaſon why Humility is harder to be found in Sin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ners, than in Saints. The Firſt have <hi>more</hi> to humble them: but the more they have, the <hi>blinder</hi> they are, &amp; the leſs they know it. The Second have <hi>leſs</hi> to hum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble them; but the leſs they have, the <hi>more</hi> their eyes
<pb n="249" facs="tcp:151194:140"/>are <hi>open</hi> by God's Grace, &amp; the <hi>more clearly</hi> they diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cover what's enough to make them <hi>fear</hi> &amp; <hi>tremble</hi> all their life.</p>
            </div>
            <div n="6" type="section">
               <head>SECT. VI. <hi>Firſt Reaſon why the greateſt Saints are the moſt humble.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>I Shall only add two Rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons more: becauſe all Saints (I ſpeak of ſuch as are now living) are com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pris'd in theſe two Claſſes: They are either ſuch as <hi>have been</hi> Sinners heretofore; or ſuch as <hi>may be</hi> ſo here<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>after.</p>
               <p>The firſt Reaſon is ſo univerſall, that it com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prehends them both: but more particularly Thoſe
<pb n="250" facs="tcp:151194:141"/>who have preſerv'd the In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nocence of their Baptiſmall Grace.
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>D. Sp. ch.</hi> 26.</note> 
                  <q>Tis gatherd from that Oracle of Scripture; <hi>work out your Salvation with Fear &amp; Trembling:
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Philip.</hi> 2.12.13.</note> For it is God who works in you to will &amp; to do; according to his pleaſure.</hi> See the unſearchable Abyſs of the Almighty's Judg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments! where tis dange<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous to dwell too long, &amp; ſearch too curiouſly, leſt it caſt us into an ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs of Fear. Tis enough, that none are ſav'd, but who <hi>perſever</hi> to the End; &amp; that the greateſt Saints can never be aſſur'd of their <hi>Perſeverance.</hi> Tis <hi>a ſpeci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>all Gift</hi> which the Apoſtle chiefly points at, when he ſays;
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rom.</hi> 9.18.16.</note> 
                     <hi>God has mercy on whom he will have mercy. It is
<pb n="251" facs="tcp:151194:141"/>not of him that wills, or him that runs; but of God that shews Mercy.</hi> And again:
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Epheſ.</hi> 2.8.9.</note> 
                     <hi>By Grace you are ſav'd: &amp; that not of your ſelves: it is the Gift of God: Not of works; leſt any Man should boaſt.</hi> Alas! how is it poſſible for any Saint to be aſſur'd of his con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition for the <hi>future,</hi> ſince he is not certain even of his <hi>preſent</hi> State? Who can ſound the bottom of our Heart? Or rather, Who can ſound the Heart of God, &amp; tell us what He thinks of our condition? Who is He, that can aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure us, We are good enough to be Rewarded by Him? <hi>wo be to that Life, how innocent ſoever,</hi> ſays S. Auſtin,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Pſal.</hi> 19.12.</note> 
                     <hi>which He Judges without Mercy. VVho is He,</hi>
                     <pb n="252" facs="tcp:151194:142"/>ſays David, <hi>that can under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtand his failings? Cleanſe me from my ſecret faults,
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Pſal.</hi> 143.2.</note> O Lord:</hi> and <hi>enter not into judgment with thy ſervant; for in thy ſight shall no man living be juſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tified;</hi> if once Thou judg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt him according to the utmoſt rigour of thy Juſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tice. Who is there that dos not tremble, when he hears the Juſt &amp; Holy man, whom God himſelf was pleas'd to praiſe, confeſs that, all his life time, God was ſuch a <hi>Terrour</hi> to him,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Job.</hi> 31.23.</note> he was hardly able <hi>to endure it?</hi> Who can, without trem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bling, hear the Prophet Iſaiah tell us;
<note place="margin">64.6.</note> 
                     <hi>we are all unclean; &amp; all our righteous works, like filthy Rags?</hi> Or hear S. Hierom, in the
<pb n="253" facs="tcp:151194:142"/>life of S. Hilarion, tell us how that bleſſed Saint was terrified at the approach of Death; &amp; to encou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage his departing ſoul, ſaid to himſelf; <hi>Go forth, my Soul; what are thou Now afraid of? Thou haſt ſerv'd thy God theſe threeſcore &amp; ten years; &amp; doſt thou tremble Now to ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pear before him?</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>Let us therefore <hi>fear</hi> &amp; <hi>tremble</hi> in the way to Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven. Never let us fancy, we are ſo advanc't in Vir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue; that we need not <hi>fear.</hi> The greateſt Saints were never ſo <hi>Preſumptuous,</hi> as to banish from their thoughts the <hi>Fear</hi> of God.
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Philip.</hi> 2.12.</note> 
                  <hi>They workt out their Salvation with Fear &amp; Trembling.</hi> They were always full of Fear: &amp; this <hi>Fear</hi> always <hi>Humbled</hi> them. They
<pb n="254" facs="tcp:151194:143"/>were not <hi>Blinded,</hi> as we are, with <hi>Paſsion</hi> &amp; <hi>Humour;</hi> but, as they improv'd in Grace, they every day diſcover'd more &amp; more their ſecret Imperfections.</p>
               <p>The Property of <hi>Grace</hi> is to <hi>enlighten</hi> the Underſtan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding, as well as to <hi>enflame</hi> the Heart. It makes us <hi>Know</hi> our Miſery, &amp; <hi>Love</hi> our God, who only can deliver us. Theſe two Ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fects of Grace were lively repreſented on the Day of Pentecoſt, by that myſte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rious Fire which reſted on the heads of the Apoſtles. Fire gives Light &amp; Heat: &amp; as the Fire encreaſes, it affords more <hi>Heat</hi> &amp; greater <hi>Light.</hi> So, Grace <hi>Enlightens</hi> and <hi>Enflames</hi> the <hi>Minds</hi> &amp; <hi>Hearts</hi> of Saints, with <hi>Know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledg</hi>
                  <pb n="255" facs="tcp:151194:143"/>of themſelves, &amp; <hi>Love</hi> of God: &amp; as their Grace improves, this <hi>Heat</hi> and <hi>Light</hi> encreaſe: They diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cern more <hi>clearly</hi> the innu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>merable dangers that ſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>round them; &amp; become more <hi>Humble under the Almighty Hand of God.</hi>
                  <note place="margin">1. <hi>Pet.</hi> 5.6.</note>
               </p>
               <p>S. Paul compares the dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferent States of <hi>Sin</hi> &amp; <hi>Grace,</hi> to Light and Darkneſs, <hi>Night</hi> and <hi>Day.
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rom</hi> 13 12.13.</note> The Night</hi> ſays he, <hi>is ſpent; the Day is at hand. Let us caſt of the works of Darkneſs, &amp; put on the armour of Light. Let us walk honeſtly, as in the Day.</hi> A Traveller be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nighted, walks he knows not where. He hardly ſees his <hi>Hand;</hi> much leſs his <hi>Feet.</hi> He ſees perhaps, ſome <hi>Stars</hi> shine through the clouds, whoſe ſparkling light
<pb n="256" facs="tcp:151194:144"/>ſerves only to amuſe him, &amp; miſlead him to a Preci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pice. But when the riſing Sun appears, the Stars im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mediatly vanish out of ſight; our Traveller no longer gazes there; but has a much more uſefull proſpect, of the Earth below him; where he plain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly ſees the Ground he go's upon, the Riſings, the Deſcents, the Inequalities, &amp; Precipices of it. Sinners, like benighted Travellers, march blindly on; mind little what they <hi>Do;</hi> &amp; much leſs where they <hi>Go.</hi> However, now &amp; then, they practiſe ſome <hi>good actions,</hi> either out of cuſtom, or good nature; &amp; amuſe themſelves with ſome few ſemblances of virtue, whoſe dim luſtre ſeems perhaps
<pb n="257" facs="tcp:151194:144"/>more <hi>ſparkling</hi> in the <hi>Darkneſs</hi> of that <hi>Night,</hi> which hides them, even from them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves. But tis not ſo with Saints. Their <hi>Night is ſpent;</hi> their <hi>Day</hi> appears. The Sun of Juſtice <hi>Riſes in their Hearts.</hi>
                  <note place="margin">2. <hi>Pet.</hi> 1.19.</note> Their <hi>Virtues,</hi> like the <hi>Stars,</hi> (which only shine in <hi>Dark<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs</hi>) diſappear immediatly. The Clay which they are made of; the Corruption of their Nature; the Enor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mity of Sin; the Power of their Paſſions; &amp; the Weak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs of their Reaſon: Theſe are Motives of Humility, which <hi>Now</hi> they <hi>clearly</hi> ſee, &amp; <hi>dayly</hi> have before their eyes. Beſides all This; they plainly ſee an infinite va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riety of Artifices &amp; Diſgui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes of Self-love, which eaſily aſſumes all shapes,
<pb n="258" facs="tcp:151194:145"/>&amp; counterfeits all Virtues, even Charity it ſelf. And therefore they ſuſpect the beſt of all their Actions; trembling at the very thought of them, for fear they may be ſecretly cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rupted by Self-love. But, above all, the importunity of Pride, which never ceaſes to attack them; but con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinually endeavours to ſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>priſe them (notwithſtan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding all theſe motives of humility) is that which ſeems the moſt extravagant of all their faults; &amp; hum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bles them the moſt.</p>
               <p>Behold the Miſery of Man! And, what can be more miſerable, if the Sight of ſo much miſery ſuffices not to humble him! the greateſt Saint, who is not
<pb n="259" facs="tcp:151194:145"/>conſcious to himſelf of any forfeiture of his firſt Inno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cence, has no Aſſurance of his being juſtified.
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>D. Sp. ch.</hi> 27.</note> 
                  <q>He may be in the State of <hi>Grace;</hi> but whether ſo, or not. He cannot tell. And, which is worſe, although he knew it, He has no aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſurance of <hi>Perſevering</hi> one ſingle moment. He who Stands, may Fall: &amp; He who is a Saint, may prove a Sinner. Nothing but God's Grace is able to ſupport him, to the End: and the Continuance of this Grace requires ſo faithfull &amp; ſo punctuall a Cooperation with it; that a very ſmall Omiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion oftentimes ſuffices to deprive him of it. His Perſeverance is, as it
<pb n="260" facs="tcp:151194:146"/>were, a Chain of Graces, linkt together, &amp; conti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nued to the utmoſt period of his life:
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>S. Tho.</hi> 1.2. <hi>q.</hi> 114.9.</note> &amp; this is more than He can Merit. All that he can do, is to be always <hi>vigilant</hi> &amp; <hi>faithfull</hi> in the <hi>
                        <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>ſe</hi> of every ſingle Grace God offers him. One Grace, well us'd, draws on another; This, a third; &amp; That, a fourth: but if he trip the leaſt in his Fidelity, the <hi>Chain</hi> immediatly breaks. And this is that great <hi>Diligence</hi> which the Apoſtle recom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mends ſo earneſtly to all good Chriſtians:
<note place="margin">2. <hi>Pet.</hi> 1.10.</note> 
                     <hi>
                        <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>ſe Di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligence,</hi> ſays he, <hi>to make your Calling &amp; Election ſure. For</hi> IF YOU DO, <hi>you shall never fall.</hi>
                  </q> I muſt confeſs, this Saying is extremely comfortable;
<pb n="261" facs="tcp:151194:146"/>
                  <hi>if we do:</hi> But, <hi>if we do not,</hi> what becomes of us? If all our life, we <hi>
                     <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>ſe</hi> ſuch <hi>Diligence;</hi> the Apoſtle tells us, we <hi>shall never fall:</hi> But, <hi>if we do not;</hi> what remains, but that the greateſt Saint amongſt us will be ſure to fall? Conſider this; &amp; Tremble, Whoſoêre you are. Aſſure your ſelf, the more you are a <hi>Saint,</hi> the more you'l <hi>tremble,</hi> &amp; the more you'l <hi>ſee,</hi> how terri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble a truth This is; which is one Reaſon why the grea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſt Saints (who are the moſt convinc't of it) are always the moſt <hi>Humble.</hi>
               </p>
            </div>
            <div n="7" type="section">
               <pb n="262" facs="tcp:151194:147"/>
               <head>SECT. VII. <hi>Second Reaſon why the greateſt Saints are the moſt humble.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>I Have ſaid enough of Saints, who have pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerv'd their Innocence. The Second Reaſon only has re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gard to Saints, who by their Crimes have loſt it heretofore; &amp; <hi>now</hi> are truly Penitent. If They who <hi>Know Themſelves</hi> the beſt, are there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore the moſt Humble, becauſe they <hi>Doubt</hi> the moſt of their <hi>Perſeverance.</hi> Surely Theſe who <hi>Know</hi> moſt clear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly the <hi>Enormity of Sin,</hi> which they are guilty of, have much more Reaſon to be Humble; becauſe they <hi>Doubt</hi> much more, of their ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taining <hi>Pardon.</hi>
               </p>
               <pb n="263" facs="tcp:151194:147"/>
               <p>
                  <hi>There is a great deal of difference</hi> ſays S. Jerome,
<note place="margin">Epiſt. ad Salv.</note> 
                  <hi>betwixt a Man whoſe Veſſel is entire, &amp; richly laden, when he ſails into the Port of Bliſs: &amp; Him who, after Shipwrack, after Swimming for his life, rides naked on a Plank; &amp; after being dasht, a hundred times against the rocks, at length is caſt upon the Sands, half-dead, &amp; almoſt bruis'd to pieces.</hi> If a man, who ſails in a ſound Veſſel, never is ſecure from Storms which may ariſe, but always <hi>doubts</hi> of his ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rival at the Port: we may be ſure his Caſe is much more <hi>doubtfull</hi> &amp; more terri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble, who has already ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferd Shipwrack; &amp; has no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing left him, but a Single Plank, to bear him up.</p>
               <p>Tis true: it happens now &amp; then (&amp; 'tis a comfort<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able
<pb n="264" facs="tcp:151194:148"/>Obſervation of a Holy Man,
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>Abbé Jean. Entre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tien.</hi> 7.</note> whoſe Name is fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mous in our preſent Age) <q>it happens now &amp; then, that He,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Math.</hi> 8.27.</note> 
                     <hi>to whom the winds &amp; &amp; ſea obey,</hi> is pleas'd to make them for a time ſo calm &amp; quiet, that a Man who ſwims upon his plank with induſtry &amp; courage, meets at length, by Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vidence, another Veſſel, better than his own; &amp; ſails with much more Comfort, much more Joy, into the Haven, than he would have done if he had never ſufferd Ship<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wrack in a Storm. S. John Climacus, in his 15. De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gree, inquires <hi>which of the two is Greater in the ſight of God; he who died by ſin, &amp; roſe again to life by Grace? Or
<pb n="265" facs="tcp:151194:148"/>he who never died the ſpirituall death of Sin?</hi> And anſwers, that <hi>whoever Thinks the Inno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cent more happy of the two, is much miſtaken.</hi> The Reaſon is: becauſe All Sanctity is founded in <hi>Humility</hi> &amp; <hi>Charity.</hi> Whoever <hi>Loves</hi> God beſt, &amp; is moſt <hi>Humble,</hi> is the Greateſt Saint. It happens oftentimes that <hi>He to whom a little is forgiven,
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Luc.</hi> 7.47.</note> Loves but little:</hi> &amp; it happens now &amp; then, that He <hi>Loves</hi> beſt, who is moſt mer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cifully pardon'd,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 43.</note> 
                     <hi>&amp; forgiven moſt.</hi> We read in Scripture ſeverall examples of this nature. <hi>Zachary</hi> as ſoon as he had done ſufficient Pennance for his incre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dulity, immediatly had his Speech reſtor'd him; &amp; not only that, but he
<pb n="266" facs="tcp:151194:149"/>was alſo honour'd with the Gift of Prophecying; which we do not read he had before. The <hi>Prodigall</hi> receiv'd much greater fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vours and careſſes from his Father, than he ever had experienc't before he left him. <hi>Lazarus</hi> himſelf, (who was the <hi>Figure</hi> of great Sinners) never had the honour to be enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain'd, at Table, with the Son of God; before he was, by miracle, rais'd from the Grave. S. <hi>Peter</hi> had not confidence, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore he ſinn'd, to ask our Saviour, Who he was that would betray him? But, when he had washt away his ſins with Tears, he was permitted to be more familiar with his
<pb n="267" facs="tcp:151194:149"/>Maſter, and was made the Souvereign Paſtor of his Church. From whence tis eaſy to conclude, that Sinners may <hi>ſometimes,</hi> by Pennance, grow more <hi>Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fect</hi> than thoſe Saints who having kept their Inno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cence, <hi>Love</hi> God leſs fer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vently, &amp; ſerve him, with more coldneſs &amp; in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>difference. <hi>Behold,</hi> ſays Saint Ambroſe, <hi>the great Goodneſs of our God! How liberall &amp; generous He is, to whom He pleaſes to be mercifull! He's not contented to reſtore what they have loſt. He grants them over &amp; above, ſuch Gra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces, &amp; ſuch Favours, as they never dirſt have hop'd for.</hi> Thus, as the Apoſtle ſays,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rom.</hi> 5.20.</note> 
                     <hi>where Sin abounded, Grace abounds much more:</hi> becauſe, the more
<pb n="268" facs="tcp:151194:150"/>
                     <hi>Sin Humbles</hi> them, the more they are <hi>Exalted.</hi> When a Penitent, whom Sin had blinded, once begins to See, &amp; to diſcover <hi>clearly</hi> the Enormity of his offen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces, he has much more reaſon to be humble all his life, than if he had been always innocent. He looks upon himſelf no better than a Criminall repriev'd, who is upon his good behaviour for his pardon; &amp; perſuades him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf that he can never give ſufficient proof of his Fi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>delity, &amp; the Sincerity of his Repentance. All his <hi>Exerciſes</hi> of continuall <hi>Pen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance</hi> never make him Vain; but only ſerve to humble him the more: becauſe he looks upon them, only
<pb n="269" facs="tcp:151194:150"/>as the Remedies of his Diſeaſes; &amp; ſuch Remedies as he muſt uſe till Death; which is the only End, he hopes to ſee, of his Diſtempers. The Employ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of his Thoughts is the Conſideration of his grievous Sins, which he perpetually laments; Where êre he goes, he never leaves the dolefull Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mory behind him;
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Micah.</hi> 6.14.</note> 
                     <hi>His hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miliation is always in the midst of him.</hi> Since therefore He, who hates the Proud,
<note place="margin">1. <hi>Pet.</hi> 5.5,</note> 
                     <hi>gives Graces to the Humble;</hi> is't not lawfull to inferr, that Sinners may <hi>ſometimes</hi> ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rive to a more eminent Degree of Sanctity, than many of thoſe Saints, who never <hi>fell</hi> quite down, but yet <hi>walk ſlowly</hi> in the way to Heaven?</q>
               </p>
               <pb n="270" facs="tcp:151194:151"/>
               <p>This happens, <hi>now &amp; then</hi> 'tis true: but ſuch Exam<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ples are as <hi>rare,</hi> as they are <hi>great.</hi> They are effects of more than ordinary Grace, which God grants only <hi>when</hi> and <hi>where</hi> he pleaſes. S. <hi>Peter</hi> never would have <hi>wept</hi> ſo <hi>bitterly,</hi> if Jeſus had not mercifully <hi>turn'd</hi> &amp; <hi>lookt upon him.
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Luk.</hi> 22.61.62.</note> Lazarus</hi> had never riſen from the grave, if Jeſus had not come himſelf, &amp; call'd him forth <hi>with a loud voice.</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Jo.</hi> 11.43.</note> The <hi>Prodigall</hi> had never come back to his Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, if he had not firſt <hi>come to himſelf.</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Luke.</hi> 15.17.</note> Alas, poor Wretch! he follow'd <hi>Swine</hi> before; &amp; if he might <hi>have fill'd his belly with their husks,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>v.</hi> 16.</note> he would have been con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tented. See the blindneſs of a Sinner! But as ſoon
<pb n="271" facs="tcp:151194:151"/>as ever <hi>he came to himſelf,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>v.</hi> 17.</note> his eyes were open; &amp; the opening of his eyes was that which brought <hi>him to him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf.</hi> He <hi>Saw</hi> the great Enor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mity of his offences; <hi>I have ſinn'd,</hi> ſays he;
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>v.</hi> 18.</note> 
                  <hi>I have ſinn'd againſt Heaven; &amp; before</hi> my Father's face;
<note place="margin">
                     <hi>v.</hi> 19.</note> 
                  <hi>I am not worthy to be call'd</hi> his <hi>Son.</hi> The Idea of his Sins was now ſo ter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rible, &amp; made ſo deep im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſion in him; that it humbled him, not only in his <hi>Judgment,</hi> but his <hi>Heart.</hi> It humbled him ſo much, that he not only <hi>thought</hi> him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf unworthy, but <hi>deſir'd</hi> to be receiv'd accordingly; &amp; beg'd his Father not to entertain him as a <hi>Son,</hi> but <hi>as one of</hi> his <hi>hired ſervants.</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>v.</hi> 19.</note>
               </p>
               <p>When once the Grace of God enlightens us, &amp; by
<pb n="272" facs="tcp:151194:152"/>a miracle of Mercy breaks through the impenetrable Darkneſs which our Paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſions cloud our Reaſon with; this <hi>Light</hi> diſcovers clearly to us the Enormity of Sin; &amp; as this Light encreaſes, we diſcover dayly more &amp; more. This Light is followd with a Sacred <hi>Heat</hi> that ſoftens the obdu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rate coldneſs of our Tem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>per; by which means, the terrible Idea of our Guilt makes, every day, a deeper &amp; more ſenſible <hi>Impreſsion</hi> in our Hearts. And This is the Second Reaſon, why the Greateſt Saints are the moſt humble: becauſe, the grea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter Saints they are, the more They <hi>ſee</hi> the great Enormity of Sin; the more They <hi>feel</hi> the Terrour of
<pb n="273" facs="tcp:151194:152"/>their Guilt; the more They <hi>doubt</hi> of their obtaining <hi>Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don;</hi> &amp; the more They <hi>fear</hi> and <hi>tremble</hi> all their life.</p>
               <div n="1" type="subsection">
                  <head>I. <hi>The Enormity of Sin.</hi>
                  </head>
                  <p>THe humble Penitent; whoſe words I lately cited, thus deſcribes his <hi>coming to himſelf.</hi>
                     <note place="margin">
                        <hi>Entre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tien.</hi> 7.</note> 
                     <q>Whilſt I purſued, ſays he, the wandring Errours of my Heart, I <hi>drunk iniquity like water,</hi> &amp; not only that,
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Job.</hi> 15.16.</note> but was ſo hardned, &amp; ſo <hi>blind,</hi> that whatſoêre I read, or heard, of Sin, made no impreſſion; &amp; inſteed of working my Converſion, only ſerv'd to render me more Guilty, &amp; more inexcuſable. At
<pb n="274" facs="tcp:151194:153"/>length, the happy Time arriv'd,
<note place="margin">2. <hi>Cor.</hi> 1.3.</note> in which it pleas'd the <hi>Father of</hi> all <hi>Mercies,</hi> &amp; <hi>the God of all</hi> our <hi>Comfort,</hi> to beſtow a favourable <hi>look</hi> upon me: and the firſt Glance preſently diſperſt the Darkneſs of my Soul. The very Dawning of that Light diſcover'd to me the Infernall Monſter, in whoſe company, I had ſo long liv'd unconcern'd. I ſaw, and was immediately ſeizd with ſo prodigious <hi>Fear</hi> and <hi>Trembling</hi> at the Sight, that I am confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent, as long as I have breath to live, I never shall recover it.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>S. Ifidore of Damiette deſcribes this Monſter in ſurpriſing terms:
<note place="margin">Ibid.</note> 
                     <hi>Some think,</hi> ſays he, <hi>that the Devil was the
<pb n="275" facs="tcp:151194:153"/>Father of Sin: &amp; others on the contrary maintain, that Sin was the Father of the Devil. Be it how you pleaſe,</hi> ſays he, <hi>I leave you to imagine, either what a Father it muſt be of ſuch a Son; or what a Son we may expect of ſuch a Father.</hi> This, I muſt confeſs, is Black enough: But all it's Blackneſs only ſerves to leave us in the Dark. We are not yet, one jot the nigher Knowing, what Sin is. And all that we can gather from <hi>it,</hi> is that we are never like to have it painted to the Life, unleſs an <hi>Angel</hi> undertake to draw it, &amp; the <hi>Devil</hi> ſitt for the Picture.</p>
                  <p>The Philoſopher was in the right of it, when being askt the queſtion, <hi>what God is?</hi> he took a Day; then
<pb n="276" facs="tcp:151194:154"/>two; then three; &amp; after all, ingenuouſly confeſs'd, the more he thought of it, the more he found himſelf unable to expreſs it. If a man should ask me the like queſtion; <hi>what a Sinner is?</hi> I should not be asham'd to own, I am not able to deſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cribe the one, no more than he was to expreſs the other.</p>
                  <p>If God be the Supreme &amp; Souvereign <hi>Good,</hi> if <hi>with Him</hi> all things elſe are good, if nothing elſe be good <hi>without Him;</hi> We may, in proportion, ſay the ſame of <hi>Sin.</hi> Tis the Supreme &amp; Souvereign <hi>Evill,</hi> All things elſe are evill <hi>with it,</hi> Nothing elſe is <hi>ſo</hi> to us <hi>without it.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>If it be true, that All
<pb n="277" facs="tcp:151194:154"/>good comes from God, as from the Firſt &amp; Univer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fall Cauſe of All; The ſame is true of <hi>Sin,</hi> which is the Firſt &amp; Univerſall Root of all our Evills. God made Heaven: <hi>Sin</hi> made Hell. He made the Earth: <hi>Sin</hi> made it miſerable. He created Ang<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ells in his Paradiſe <hi>above: Sin</hi> threw them <hi>down.</hi> He created Man &amp; Woman in our Paradiſe <hi>below:</hi> &amp; <hi>Sin</hi> immediately caſt them <hi>out.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Conſider all the Tor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments of the Damn'd, the cruell Pains of thoſe Eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nall Flames, the never<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceaſing Anguishes of their deſpairing Rage, &amp;c. <hi>All</hi> This, &amp; <hi>More</hi> than All that you are able to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive, is only Part of the Effects of <hi>Sin.</hi> Twas <hi>Sin</hi> pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>par'd
<pb n="278" facs="tcp:151194:155"/>
                     <hi>All</hi> this, &amp; <hi>More</hi> than this, for Them &amp; Us.</p>
                  <p>If what you only know by <hi>Faith</hi> make no impreſſion: if you are more ſenſible of what we ſuffer <hi>here,</hi> than what they ſuffer <hi>there:</hi> Conſider the Revolt of all the Ele<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments againſt us. Fire which once was only made to ſerve us, <hi>now</hi> becomes the fatall inſtrument our angry God makes uſe of to deſtroy &amp; punish us: the very Air we breath, infect's us with Diſeaſes: &amp; the Earth, we walk on, trem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bles, opens, buries us alive. All This had never been, if Man had never Sinn'd.</p>
                  <p>Conſider all the Miſeries, which Famine, Plague, &amp; War involve us in: the Poverty of half the World;
<pb n="279" facs="tcp:151194:155"/>with all the Hunger, Thirſt, Cold, Sickneſs, &amp; Deſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pair, which Follow it: And after all, the Civil War of Paſſion againſt Reaſon; which, if well examin'd, will be found the Greateſt &amp; moſt Painfull of our Miſeries; from whence pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceed our Ignorance &amp; Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lice; and from thence all Immoralities, Corruptions, &amp; Scandals, which we meet with in the World: All This had never been; if Man had never Sinn'd.</p>
                  <p>Conſider all the ſad Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>aſters, You or Yours have mett with; all the Loſſes you have ſufferd, in your Family, Eſtate, or Friends; &amp; all the Croſſes you have born with ſo much Pain: Whatever you have under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gone,
<pb n="280" facs="tcp:151194:156"/>you never had been ſubject to; your Heart had never ak't; if Man had ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver Sinn'd. Accurſed Sin! the only firſt Beginning, &amp; firſt Cauſe of all our Miſchiefs, both in this World &amp; the next!</p>
                  <p>My God!
<note place="margin">1. <hi>Jo.</hi> 3.2.</note> if once we <hi>Saw</hi> Thee <hi>as Thou art,</hi> we could not poſſibly be Tepid &amp; In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>different; the very <hi>Sight</hi> of ſo much Goodneſs would, in ſpight of all our Paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſions, force us to Admire, Adore, &amp; <hi>Love</hi> Thee <hi>above all</hi> the World. Accurſed Sin! if we once we could but <hi>See</hi> Thee <hi>as Thou art;</hi> the very <hi>Sight</hi> of ſo much <hi>Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lice</hi> would not ſuffer us to <hi>Love</hi> Thee any longer; it would be <hi>impoſsible</hi> for either World, or Flesh, or Devil
<pb n="281" facs="tcp:151194:156"/>to prevail againſt us; we should <hi>Hate</hi> Thee <hi>above all things;</hi> we should then ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>horr, deteſt, abominate Thee evermore. Accurſed Sinner! ſuch <hi>Goodneſs:</hi> &amp; &amp; Thou not <hi>Love</hi> it! ſuch <hi>Malice:</hi> &amp; Thou not <hi>Hate</hi> it!</p>
                  <p>If the Eternall Source of all our Good be infinite in <hi>Goodneſs:</hi> what's the Firſt &amp; Everlaſting Root of all our Evills? Is't not infinite in <hi>Malice?</hi> Queſtionleſs it is. Beſides; God is not only <hi>infinite</hi> in Goodneſs; He is infinite in Wiſdom, infinite in Juſtice, infinite in all Perfections whatſoever. So is <hi>Sin.</hi> It is not only <hi>infinite</hi> in Malice; it is alſo infi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nite in Folly, infinite in all the Notions we can
<pb n="282" facs="tcp:151194:157"/>frame of it. The Treache<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry, Diſloyalty, Impiety, Ingratitude, Preſumption, Pride, &amp; Inſolence; All This, &amp; More than all that we can think of, All is <hi>infinite.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>According to the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciple which I have here laid down, if any man should ask me, <hi>what a Sinner is?</hi> I should not know what other Name to Give him: SINNER is his only Name: &amp; I can think of nothing like <hi>Him,</hi> but the Man related in S. Mark.
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Ch.</hi> 5.2.</note> 
                     <hi>He</hi> is poſſeſst with an <hi>
                        <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>nclean Spirit:</hi> poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeſst with the Devil; &amp; which is worſe; poſſeſst with <hi>Sin,</hi> the Father of the Devil. He is ſo unruly in his Paſſions, Inclinations, &amp; Humours;
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 3.</note> that <hi>No Man
<pb n="283" facs="tcp:151194:157"/>can bind Him: No, not with Chains.</hi> The Laws of God are his <hi>Fetters;</hi> but theſe <hi>He breaks in pieces;
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>v.</hi> 4.</note> neither</hi> is it poſſible for <hi>any man</hi> to <hi>tame Him.</hi> If you ask his <hi>Name;</hi> the Ghoſpel ſays 'tis <hi>Legion,</hi>
                     <note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 9.</note> becauſe He <hi>is Many. Sin,</hi> and <hi>Sinner,</hi> are two Names, like that of <hi>Legion:</hi> Every Mor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tall Sin, is <hi>Many</hi> Sins: and every Sinner, is as <hi>Many</hi> Sinners. Tis impoſſible to number all the Aggravati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons of a Mortall Sin: They are as numberleſs as the Perfections of our offended God: &amp; therefore I shall only mention thoſe which are the moſt Notorious, the moſt Obvious to com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mon Senſe, &amp; ſuch as are moſt Odious betwixt Man &amp; Man.</p>
                  <pb n="284" facs="tcp:151194:158"/>
                  <p>A Sinner, Every ſinner, is in every mortall Sin, not only guilty of <hi>one</hi> Crime, but of a <hi>Legion</hi> of Crimes. He is a <hi>Treacherous</hi> Soul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dier, who Deſerts his Ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nerall: a <hi>Diſloyall</hi> Subject, who Rebells againſt his King: an <hi>Impious</hi> Son, who Dethrones his Father: an <hi>
                        <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>ngratefull</hi> Villain, who Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trays his Benefactor: a <hi>Pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſumptuous</hi> Slave, who Abuſes his Deliverer: a <hi>Proud</hi> Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vant, who Deſpiſes his Maſter: an <hi>Inſolent</hi> Crimi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nall, who Offends before his Judge's face. All<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> theſe are Crimes we have a Hor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rour of, when we obſerve them only betwixt Fellow-creatures, betwixt Man &amp; Man. All theſe are <hi>infinitely</hi> Greater, betwixt Man &amp;
<pb n="285" facs="tcp:151194:158"/>God. And every Mortall Sin includes the utmoſt Aggravations of them All.</p>
               </div>
               <div n="2" type="subsection">
                  <head>II. <hi>The Treachery of a Sinner.</hi>
                  </head>
                  <p>WHen the Prophet Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>than had a mind to open David's eyes, &amp; make him ſenſible of the Enor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mity of his Offence; He firſt began, by way of pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable, to tell him of a cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain <hi>Man,</hi> who was <hi>exceeding Rich in herds &amp; flocks,</hi>
                     <note place="margin">2. <hi>Sam.</hi> 12.2.</note> &amp; yet was ſo injuſt, ſo cruell, as to rob <hi>a poor man</hi> of <hi>his little Lamb,</hi> the only Lamb he had. He told the Story in pathetick terms, which though they were but few, ſuffic'd to make him have a horrour of ſo cruell an Injuſtice.
<pb n="286" facs="tcp:151194:159"/>David little thought, he was the Perſon aim'd at in the parable. The indigna<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion he conceiv'd, was ſuit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able to the Good nature &amp; the Zeal which always had appear'd in him. He preſently pronounc't the Sentence of no leſs than Death, upon the <hi>Man</hi> that had been guilty of ſo barbarous a Crime: <hi>As the Lord lives,</hi>
                     <note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 5.</note> ſaid he, <hi>the Man that has done this, shall ſure<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly die.</hi> Upon this; the Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phet preſently lett fall the mask,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 7.</note> &amp; ſaid; <hi>Thou art the Man.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>If Parables be lawfull, upon ſuch occaſions; I beg the leave, to tell you one. There was a <hi>Generall,</hi> the moſt Endearing, moſt De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerving, &amp; moſt Juſt that ever liv'd. He had a Stan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding
<pb n="287" facs="tcp:151194:159"/>Army under his Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand for ſeverall years: an Army which He gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rouſly rais'd, &amp; paid, Himſelf: an Army which He cherisht, as a Maſter would his Family. He rais'd it meerly for his Country's ſervice; more for their ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantage, than his own; and with no worſe Deſign, than to ſecure the Publick Peace from either forreign or domeſtick Enemies. He rais'd Them out of No<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing; They ſubſiſted by his Service; Their Eſtates were the Preferments He beſtowd upon them. They were punctually payd; well arm'd; well cloath'd; and No convenience wanting, which a reaſonable Souldier could require. The Camp
<pb n="288" facs="tcp:151194:160"/>was his Delight: His Fel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>low-Souldiers were his Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany: Their Exerciſes were the chief Diverſion He took pleaſure in. His Cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage He had shewd abound<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>antly in former Wars, where He expos'd his Life in their Defence: He ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver Commanded any thing but what He did Himſelf: They never ſufferd any hardship, which He did not firſt endure: and in the greateſt Dangers, where Death lookt moſt Terrible, He always was the Firſt to meet it, at the head of them, &amp; look it boldly in the Face. If any thing were able to endear a Soul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dier's heart, He wanted no accomplishment: He always shewd himſelf as <hi>Brave,</hi> as
<pb n="289" facs="tcp:151194:160"/>He was <hi>Good</hi> and <hi>Juſt.</hi> There never was a Man that lov'd his Souldiers more than He: Nor ever was a Generall, in all appearance, more be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lov'd. No men could shew more ſigns of being glad to ſerve him with their lives &amp; fortunes. Their Fidelity was written in their fore<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>heads: You might read it in their looks: Their Ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clamations shewd it, in his Preſence; Their Addreſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes, in his Abſence. The Profeſſions, Proteſtations, &amp; ſolemn Oaths, which they ſo frequently repeated, were ſuch evidence, as any man (though not ſo <hi>Good</hi> as He) might venture to rely upon. When firſt the unexpected noiſe of an ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proaching Enemy began to
<pb n="290" facs="tcp:151194:161"/>fill the Land, They ſeem'd as firm as ever. They were All in readyneſs to march at firſt Command. They never shewd more cheer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fullneſs, than when they went to meet the Forreign Power which diſturb'd their Peace. Nor is it any won<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der that they were ſo cheer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full. They were well in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>form'd of the condition of their Enemies: They knew their weakneſs: in a word, They knew that they were ſure to <hi>Conquer,</hi> if they would but <hi>Fight.</hi> Their Generall, who had ſome ſecret reaſons to miſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>truſt them, could not ſo diſſemble his concern, but they obſerv'd it. They aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſur'd Him of the contrary. They made Him fresh Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feſſions,
<pb n="291" facs="tcp:151194:161"/>Proteſtations, &amp; Oaths, that they would faithfully ſtand by Him, to the utmoſt moment of their Lives. He heard: And, even to the laſt, was wil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling to beleeve. But yet the dolefull proſpect, which He had, of ſo inhuman <hi>Treachery,</hi> where He had plac't ſuch Confidence; was an Affliction ſo ſurpriſing &amp; ſo ſenſible; it made Him bleed with grief, to think of it. His Fears immediatly prov'd true. The day of Battell was no ſooner com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, but they almoſt All deſerted Him, &amp; ſerv'd his Enemy.</p>
                  <p>Sinner, whoêre Thou art, that readſt this Parable, if Thou haſt any ſpark of Honour left, or any thing
<pb n="292" facs="tcp:151194:162"/>of common Juſtice, or Good nature in Thee; I am confident, Thou canſt not but conceive ſome hor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rour of ſo baſe a <hi>Treachery.</hi> However, have a care of being ſo ſevere, as David was, in giving ſentence. Have a care, I ſay, of calling God to witneſs, that <hi>the men who have done this,</hi>
                     <note place="margin">2. <hi>Sam.</hi> 12.5.</note> deſerve <hi>to die.</hi> Remember, what the Prophet ſaid; <hi>Thou art the Man.</hi> Remember the Apoſtle's words;
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Rom.</hi> 2.1.</note> 
                     <hi>O Man, whoêre Thou art that judgeſt, Thou condemnst thy ſelf; Thou doſt the ſame.</hi> And I dare boldly add; Thou doſt incomparably <hi>more.</hi> In every mortall ſin, which Thou art guilty of, thy <hi>Treachery</hi> is infinitely worſe.</p>
                  <p>If once We Sinners were ſufficiently ſenſible, of what
<pb n="293" facs="tcp:151194:162"/>we are our ſelves, We then should be more mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derate in cenſuring, &amp; railing at, the crimes of Others. If we find our ſelves tranſported with an unbecoming Zeal, which we too often shew too much of; Let us call our Anger home, &amp; find Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployment for it there. The Caſe is ours. Tis <hi>we</hi> who <hi>are the Men:</hi> Tis <hi>we,</hi> who are the <hi>Traytors:</hi> We our ſelves, who are the <hi>Treacherous</hi> Souldiers, that <hi>deſert</hi> in time of <hi>Battle.</hi> If we offer to compare our <hi>Generall</hi> with theirs; we cannot but con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feſs, that Ours is infinite<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly more Endearing, more Deſerving, &amp; more Juſt. When we, in former wars, had been defeated by the
<pb n="294" facs="tcp:151194:163"/>common Enemy, &amp; taken priſoners by the Devil; God himſelf deſcended to aſſiſt us, &amp; to rally up our ſcat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terd Forces. He immediatly cloath'd us; arm'd us; punctually payd us; taught us all our Exerciſes; train'd us up to all the hardship of a Souldiers life. Whatever He commanded us to <hi>do</hi> or <hi>ſuffer,</hi> He <hi>endur'd</hi> and <hi>did</hi> Himſelf: in every danger He was always at the <hi>head</hi> of us: and every drop of his moſt Sacred bloud, He freely <hi>Sacrific'd</hi> to ſerve us. See the <hi>Standing Army</hi> which our God has mercifully rais'd, to fight for <hi>Heaven</hi> againſt the Powers of <hi>Hell.</hi> The Devil with a <hi>forreign Army</hi> of ſuch <hi>Spirits</hi> as him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf, endeavours to ſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>priſe
<pb n="295" facs="tcp:151194:163"/>us. He would never venture to attack us, if he had not ſome <hi>intelligence</hi> amongſt us. All our <hi>Paſsions, Inclinations,</hi> and <hi>Humours</hi> are his Friends. With theſe He always keeps a private cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reſpondance: and by their Aſſiſtance, which they un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der hand aſſure him of, He ventures to invade us, even when our God himſelf is at the head of us. Before the <hi>Day of Battell</hi> comes, we never shrink the leaſt: We march on cheerfully: We know that we are ſure to conquer, if we will but fight. Tis true: Our <hi>Gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rall,</hi> who ſees the bottom of our Hearts, has reaſon to ſuſpect our Conſtancy. Yet, we aſſure him of the contrary with new Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feſſions
<pb n="296" facs="tcp:151194:164"/>of Fidelity: We ſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lemnly declare, that we will rather Die than Yield: We take the <hi>Sacrement</hi> upon it: And yet, after all, the <hi>Hour</hi> of Tryall, the firſt Mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of <hi>Temptation,</hi> is no ſooner come, but we imme<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diatly <hi>Deſert</hi> our God, &amp; <hi>Serve</hi> the Devil. Was there ever any <hi>Treachery,</hi> ſo baſe, ſo horrid, ſo extravagant as <hi>This!</hi>
                  </p>
               </div>
               <div n="3" type="subsection">
                  <head>III. <hi>The Diſloyalty of a Sinner.</hi>
                  </head>
                  <p>THis is not All. The <hi>God</hi> we thus <hi>Deſert,</hi> not only is our <hi>Generall;</hi> but He is alſo <hi>King</hi> of all the World. We are not only <hi>Souldiers</hi> to our Generall; but we are alſo <hi>Subjects</hi> to our King:
<pb n="297" facs="tcp:151194:164"/>And every Sinner is, in every Sin, as much <hi>Diſloyal</hi> to the One, as he is <hi>Trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cherous</hi> to the Other.</p>
                  <p>Tis a shame to ſee, how <hi>eaſily,</hi> how <hi>clearly,</hi> we diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver all the Malice &amp; In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>juſtice of Rebellion in our Neighbours: &amp; how <hi>little</hi> we obſerve it in our ſelves. If any of our Neighbours, one day, preach up Loyal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, Obedience, Non-Reſiſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance; &amp;, the next day, take up arms againſt their Sou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vereign: If, to day, they humbly offer their Addreſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes to their lawfull Prince, with all expreſſions of their Duty, Conſtancy, &amp; Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolution to ſerve Him; &amp; perhaps, the next day, call a forreign Power in, to head their Faction againſt him:
<pb n="298" facs="tcp:151194:165"/>If, to day, they ſwear Allegeance; &amp; the next day, break their Oath: How ſcandaliz'd we are! what Liberty we take, of ſaying what we pleaſe! how Violent we are in our Invectives againſt Rebells!</p>
                  <p>All this while, <hi>we are the Men: we do the Same:</hi> And, which is worſe, we do a great deal <hi>more</hi> in every Mortall Sin. Our Paſſions, Inclinations &amp; Humours, like ſo many factious Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mon-Wealth-Men, always are endeavouring to ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vert the Gouvernment of <hi>Reaſon;</hi> which is, in effect, the Gouvernment of God himſelf, who made us <hi>Ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tionall.</hi> He <hi>made</hi> us out of Nothing: Therefore, we are All <hi>Entirely</hi> His. He, every
<pb n="299" facs="tcp:151194:165"/>moment of our Life, pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerves us from returning back to Nothing: There<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore we are <hi>Always</hi> His. We cannot poſſibly be any Body's elſe but His: He cannot give us over to ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther <hi>Maker</hi> or <hi>Preſerver.</hi> Tis impoſſible for <hi>God</hi> to Ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dicate his <hi>Right</hi> of Gou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verning the World. His Title to the Monarchy of all the Univerſe, is as Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>alterable &amp; Unqueſtionable as the <hi>Deity</hi> it ſelf. There's no Appearance of Appeal from Him who is Eſſenti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ally <hi>Supreme,</hi> in <hi>Heaven</hi> as well as <hi>Earth.</hi> No Deiſt ever had the Face to ſay, His <hi>Right</hi> deſcends <hi>originally</hi> from the <hi>Mobile,</hi> who gave it Him <hi>upon</hi> ſuch <hi>Terms</hi> as they thought Fit, &amp; ſuch as
<pb n="300" facs="tcp:151194:166"/>He agreed to: Upon which account, unleſs He <hi>Gouvern</hi> as they pleaſe to underſtand the <hi>Contract</hi> betwixt Him &amp; Them, They ſtill reſerve the Power to <hi>Depoſe</hi> his Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jeſty, &amp; ſett another in his Place. No, no: As <hi>weak</hi> as human Reaſon is, it never was ſo <hi>blind,</hi> as to ſubſcribe to ſo much Blaſphemy as This.</p>
                  <p>And yet, the Common Outcry of our <hi>Paſsions</hi> is for <hi>Liberty</hi> &amp; <hi>Priviledges of the Subject:</hi> They perpetually complain of <hi>Slavery</hi> &amp; <hi>Arbitrary Power:</hi> They are Mortall Enemies to any Gouvernment, in which they have no <hi>Voice.</hi> The Paſſion which we call <hi>Predominant,</hi> is that which heads the Faction: And, although there be no Co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lour
<pb n="301" facs="tcp:151194:166"/>for the Crime, they openly Rebell:
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Luke.</hi> 19.14.</note> 
                     <hi>we will not have this Man,</hi> ſay they, <hi>Reign over us.</hi> Our Saviour Jeſus Chriſt Commands us All to follow his Example; not to ſett our Hearts upon the Riches, Pleaſures, Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nours, of this World; but to be always ready, for his ſake, to ſuffer Poverty Affliction &amp; Diſgrace: <hi>we will not have this Man reign over us.</hi> He bids always be upon our Guard, &amp; make it our chief Buſineſs to obſerve the Motions of our Enemy: He bids us Mortify our Paſsions, Diſengage our criminall Affections, and Avoid all dangerous Oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſions of Sin: in short, He bids us Love Him above all things, &amp; our Neigh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bour
<pb n="302" facs="tcp:151194:167"/>as our ſelves: <hi>we will not have this Man reign over us.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>This Man!</hi> And Who is He? Tis He who is true <hi>God</hi> as well as <hi>Man.</hi> Tis He <hi>who meaſures out the waters,
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Iſay.</hi> 40.12.17.</note> in the Hollow of his Hand: who meaſures out the Heavens with a Span: Before whom all the Nations</hi> of the Earth <hi>are Nothing; even leſs than Nothing.</hi> Tis He whom all his Creatures <hi>wait upon,
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Pſal.</hi> 104.</note> that He may feed them in due Seaſon:</hi> who <hi>gives them, &amp; they Gather;</hi> who <hi>opens his Hand, &amp; they are fill'd;</hi> who <hi>takes away their Breath, &amp; they return to Duſt.</hi> Tis He, who <hi>ſitts in the Heavens, &amp; laughs at the Kings &amp; Rulers of the Earth:</hi>
                     <note place="margin">
                        <hi>Pſal.</hi> 2.</note> who <hi>makes their Devices of no effect:</hi>
                     <note place="margin">
                        <hi>Pſ.</hi> 33.</note> who <hi>breaks them with a Rod of iron;
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Pſ.</hi> 2.9.</note> &amp; dashes them in pieces like a Potters Veſſell:</hi> He
<pb n="303" facs="tcp:151194:167"/>who is the <hi>Lord of All;
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Pſ.</hi> 47.</note> moſt High; moſt Terrible;</hi> and GREAT KING <hi>over all the Earth.</hi> This <hi>King</hi> we openly <hi>Rebell</hi> againſt, in every Mortall Sin.</p>
               </div>
               <div n="4" type="subsection">
                  <head>IV. <hi>The Impiety of a Sinner.</hi>
                  </head>
                  <p>THe <hi>Duty</hi> which we ow to Parents, is a Virtue which we commonly call <hi>Piety:</hi> And every Breach of ſuch a Duty may be properly call'd <hi>Impious.</hi> Tis a Virtue by it ſelf; whoſe Character, compar'd with other <hi>morall</hi> Virtues, is as different from them, as 'tis eminent above them. Her Autho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rity extends to all of them: And when they are obedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ent to her orders, when they ſerve her, when they
<pb n="304" facs="tcp:151194:168"/>wear her Livery; we call them by her Name. Tis thus we call all Virtues <hi>Pious,</hi> &amp; all Vices <hi>Impious.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The Reaſon is, becauſe our God not only is a <hi>Ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nerall</hi> to his Souldiers, &amp; a <hi>Monarch</hi> to his Subjects; But He alſo is a <hi>Father</hi> to his Children. We are All of us his Children. He's a Father to us All. Each virtuous Action of our life is more or leſs a <hi>Duty</hi> which we ow to ſuch a Father; and is therefore <hi>Pious.</hi> On the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trary, in every Offence, we Sin againſt our <hi>Father,</hi> &amp; are therefore <hi>Impious.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Whenſoever we offend our God, we ſin againſt our <hi>Generall.</hi> We baſely break the Promiſes of our Fide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity, which once we made
<pb n="305" facs="tcp:151194:168"/>ſo ſolemnly in Baptiſm, &amp; ſince ſo frequently re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>new'd: We treacherouſly <hi>Deſert</hi> him, even in the very moment when we should begin the Battle. When<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoever we offend our God, we ſin againſt our <hi>King.</hi> We break the ſacred Oaths of our Allegeance, which we ſeal'd ſo often with the Sacrament: We trample under foot all Tyes of Loyalty, &amp; openly <hi>Rebell</hi> againſt Him. Whenſoever we offend our God, we ſin againſt our <hi>Father.</hi> We are <hi>Impious,</hi> even beyond expreſſion; we <hi>Dethrone</hi> his Majeſty; we <hi>Banish</hi> him from our <hi>Heart;</hi> we <hi>
                        <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>ſurp</hi> the Gou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vernment <hi>of it</hi> our ſelves, &amp; manage it againſt <hi>Him.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>When the <hi>Scribes murmur'd</hi>
                     <pb n="306" facs="tcp:151194:169"/>at our Saviour,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Luke.</hi> 15.2.</note> for <hi>receiving Sinners, &amp; eating with'em:</hi> He told them of the <hi>Prodigall Son,</hi> who was not only <hi>Receiv'd,</hi> but Feaſted by his <hi>Father;</hi> after he had ſo unkindly left Him, after he had <hi>waſted all his Subſtance</hi> in a forreign Country; after <hi>he began to be in want,</hi> feed <hi>Swine,</hi> &amp; long for <hi>busks to fill his belly with.</hi> His chief Deſign in telling of the Parable, (as we may judge by the occaſion) was not to <hi>accuſe</hi> the <hi>Son,</hi> but to <hi>excuſe</hi> the <hi>Father,</hi> &amp; by con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſequence <hi>Himſelf.</hi> His prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cipall intention was to juſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tify the Father's Mercy Tenderneſs &amp; Kindneſs to his <hi>Son:</hi> &amp; therefore twas not proper to exaggerate his fault. Twas fitter for the preſent purpoſe, to ſett
<pb n="307" facs="tcp:151194:169"/>forth his great Contrition and Humility; who not<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>withſtanding all his former Folly Brutishneſs &amp; Blind<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, yet at length <hi>came to himſelf;</hi> repented;
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 17.</note> &amp; return'd with ſuch a <hi>contrite,</hi> ſuch an <hi>humble</hi> heart, to caſt himſelf before his Father's feet.</p>
                  <p>A willfull <hi>Fool;</hi> A ſwinish <hi>Brute;</hi> &amp; <hi>Both</hi> ſo <hi>Blind</hi> as not to ſee their Miſery; is the <hi>Idea</hi> of a Sinner, &amp; the whole Idea, which the Scripture gives us, in this Parable. There's no Ingra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>titude, Preſumption, Pride, or Inſolence appears, from the beginning to the end of it. The Treachery &amp; the Diſloyalty, which I have lately ſpoken of, have no room there: Much leſs the great <hi>Impiety</hi> which now I
<pb n="308" facs="tcp:151194:170"/>am about to ſpeak of. He was no Deſerter, Rebell, or Uſurper. True it is; He left his Father, when he went to ſeek his Fortune: but we do not read, that he Deſerted Him in time of Battle. He return'd again without his Father's leave: but yet we do not read, that he appear'd in Arms againſt Him, &amp; by Force oblig'd Him to Submitt. He envy'd not his Father's Power &amp; Authority. His great Ambition only was to be as happy as his <hi>hired ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vants.</hi> He deſir'd no more than to be one of'em. He came &amp; humbly ſaid;
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Luke.</hi> 15.21.</note> 
                     <hi>Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, I am not worthy to be call'd your Son.</hi> He did not <hi>impiouſly</hi> tell him; <hi>Father, You are not worthy to be Maſter of your Houſe.</hi>
                     <pb n="309" facs="tcp:151194:170"/>We do not read; He ſent a Meſſenger, with peremp<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tory Orders to his Father's Palace, to Command him to be gone by ſuch an Hour. What would you have ſaid; Suppoſe our Prodigall had been ſo <hi>Impious</hi> as This?</p>
                  <p>Ah Sinner! Let not too much Zeal tranſport Thee. Call thy Anger home: The Caſe is thine: <hi>Thou art the Man.</hi> In every Mortall Sin, which we conſent to, We are All as <hi>Impious,</hi> &amp; infi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nitely <hi>more.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Our Heavenly <hi>Father,</hi> is He not our <hi>King?</hi> Our <hi>Heart,</hi> is it not his Throne? Was it not He who <hi>Made</hi> it <hi>for Himſelf?</hi> And is it not <hi>his Right</hi> to <hi>Gouvern</hi> it, &amp; Guide it to the Happyneſs for which He made it?</p>
                  <pb n="310" facs="tcp:151194:171"/>
                  <p>As often as we <hi>Value</hi> any Honour Intereſt or Pleaſure, any Paſſion Inclination or Humour, <hi>more</hi> than his <hi>Commandements;</hi> So often we <hi>
                        <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>ſurp</hi> the <hi>Empire</hi> of our <hi>Heart;</hi> we ſway the <hi>Scepter; Gouvern</hi> as we pleaſe; &amp; <hi>Banish</hi> Him from <hi>thence.</hi> And is not This as much as if we ſaid; <hi>Father, You are not worthy to be Maſter of your Houſe?</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>As often as the Devil tempts us, or our Wickedneſs in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clines us, to <hi>preſerr</hi> our <hi>Self,</hi> or any other <hi>Thing</hi> before Him, If we freely give Conſent; &amp; ſuffer any Crea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture to poſſeſs the <hi>Chief Place</hi> in our <hi>Heart;</hi> So often we are every jot as <hi>Impious,</hi> as if we <hi>ſent Him peremptory Orders to be Gone, that very Hour.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <pb n="311" facs="tcp:151194:171"/>
                  <p>I tremble whilſt I write. Each Line encreaſes my Deſpair of ever being able to expreſs the Malice of a Mortall Sin. The more I amplify, the more I ſee how much I am to blame, for undertaking ſo impoſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible a Thing.</p>
               </div>
               <div n="5" type="subsection">
                  <head>V. <hi>The great Ingratitude, Preſump<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, Pride, &amp; Inſolence, of every Sinner.</hi>
                  </head>
                  <p>I Have ſaid enough to shew that every Sinner is a <hi>treacherous</hi> Souldier, a <hi>diſloyall</hi> Subject, &amp; an <hi>impious</hi> Son. I now deſign to shew, This is not All: but that He alſo is a moſt <hi>ungratefull</hi> Villain who betrays his Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nefactor; a <hi>preſumptuous</hi> Slave
<pb n="312" facs="tcp:151194:172"/>who abuſes his Deliverer; a <hi>proud</hi> Servant who deſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>piſes his Maſter; &amp; a Cri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minall ſo <hi>inſolent</hi> as to offend before his Judge's face.</p>
                  <p>A moſt ungratefull <hi>Villain.</hi> A meer Upſtart, rais'd from leſſe than Duſt. An empty Thing, extracted out of No<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing. That ſuch a <hi>Thing</hi> as this, &amp; ſo <hi>exalted</hi> as it is, should be ſo ſtupid, ſo inſenſible of all his Obligations, ſo un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mindfull of the Favours he receives, &amp; ſo illnatur'd to his greateſt Benefactor; who continually <hi>makes</hi> him all <hi>he is;</hi> who dayly <hi>gives</hi> him all <hi>he has;</hi> to whom he ows, the bread he eats, the air he breaths, the ground he goes upon, the hand he moves, the very life he ſpends in Sin, &amp;
<pb n="313" facs="tcp:151194:172"/>all the Time allowd him to repent! Can ſuch a Crea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture; ſo oblig'd; by ſuch a <hi>Benefactor;</hi> be ſo baſely &amp; ſo horribly <hi>ungratefull,</hi> to <hi>betray</hi> Him; &amp; preferr be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore Him the unreaſonable ſatisfaction, of a ſilly Hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mour? of a shamefull Paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion? of a ſinfull Inclina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion? Open (once for all) thy Eyes, Blind Sinner; &amp; confeſs, that no <hi>Ingra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>titude,</hi> but that of Judas, can compare to thine.</p>
                  <p>A <hi>Slave;</hi> (I wish he were ſo, to his Maſter) A Slave to Paſsion &amp; Humour; A Slave to Sin &amp; Miſery; A Slave condemn'd to worſe than Galleys, during Life, &amp; afterwards to the Eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nall Flames of Hell,
<note place="margin">1. <hi>Cor.</hi> 2.9.</note> where <hi>neither Eye has ſeen, Nor Ear has
<pb n="314" facs="tcp:151194:173"/>heard, nor has it</hi> ever <hi>entred into the heart of</hi> any <hi>Man,</hi> what Torments God's great Juſtice <hi>has prepar'd for thoſe</hi> who dare <hi>abuſe</hi> his Mercy. A vile Slave, <hi>deliver'd</hi> from the miſchief of <hi>all</hi> This; by God himſelf; deſcending from his Glory; living here a poor &amp; painfull life; &amp; laying down the ſame, with every drop of his moſt pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cious bloud, to pay the the ranſom of this Wretch: That ſuch a Slave; deliver'd ſo; by ſuch a Hand; should offer to abuſe the Mercy which <hi>once</hi> ſav'd him, &amp; <hi>ſtill</hi> holds him by a ſlender thred, from falling into everlaſting Miſery!</p>
                  <p>A <hi>Servant;</hi> I should have ſaid, A miſerable Inſect, full of ſinfull putrefaction;
<pb n="315" facs="tcp:151194:173"/>A vile Spawn of Man's ori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ginall Corruption; A Worm, whoſe very Crawling on it's fellow-duſt is more Pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferment than it can deſerve. That ſuch a Thing as This, should be ſo proud as to deſpiſe the <hi>Maſter</hi> of the World! So <hi>Great,</hi> ſo <hi>VViſe,</hi> ſo Infinitely <hi>Perfect,</hi> &amp; ſo every way <hi>Deſerving,</hi> as He is! This Vermin has in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deed a <hi>Soul;</hi> an <hi>Angell</hi> once, by Grace; but now, by Sin, a <hi>Devil</hi> black as Hell it ſelf;
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Gen.</hi> 3.5. <hi>Iſai.</hi> 14.14.</note> a <hi>Lucifer</hi> that will be <hi>knowing Good &amp; Evill,</hi> will be <hi>like the Higheſt,</hi> will pretend to Gouvern in his Maſter's Houſe, <hi>deſpiſe</hi> his Orders, ſlight his Menaces, neglect his Admonitions. <hi>Be aſtonisht,
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Jer.</hi> 2.12.</note> O ye Heavens, at this.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>A moſt inſolent <hi>Criminall;</hi>
                     <pb n="316" facs="tcp:151194:174"/>A Criminall ſo <hi>inſolent,</hi> as to offend before God's Face; in preſence of his Generall, his King, his Father, his Deliverer, his Benefactor, &amp; his Maſter; and beſides all this, in pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence of his <hi>Judge;</hi> before the very <hi>Bar,</hi> where he continually is upon his <hi>Tryall</hi> for his everlaſting <hi>Life</hi> or <hi>Death.</hi> Our Saviour ſays, that Whoſoêre <hi>beleeves not,
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Jo.</hi> 3.18.</note> is condemn'd already.</hi> We may ſay the ſame of every Sinner: In the very moment he of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fends, <hi>He is condemn'd already.</hi> His <hi>All-Seeing</hi> Judge is always <hi>VVitneſs</hi> of his Thoughts Words Actions &amp; Deſires: and He no ſooner is a <hi>Cri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minall,</hi> but He is <hi>Tryd</hi> &amp; <hi>Judg'd.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>This <hi>Inſolence</hi> of his, in ſome
<pb n="317" facs="tcp:151194:174"/>reſpect, exceeds all other Aggravations of his Crime. Tis an Extravagance of which we hardly find the leaſt Example betwixt Man &amp; Man. We often hear of Souldiers that Deſert: But whenſoêre they go, they ſteal away: We never hear that they acquaint their Generall with ſuch Deſigns. We often hear of Subjects that conſpire againſt the Gouvernment: but never hear them talk ſuch mat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ters loudly, in the hearing of their Prince. We often hear of Murders, Robbe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries, &amp; many other Outra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ges, committed in the World: But when the Pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoner once was brought to Tryall, did you ever hear, He either Robb'd, or Mur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der'd,
<pb n="318" facs="tcp:151194:175"/>at the Bar? No, no, ſuch Inſolence was never heard of, betwixt Man &amp; Man. And yet this very <hi>In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolence</hi> is infinitely leſs than <hi>Ours,</hi> which we are always guilty of, in every Mor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tall Sin.</p>
                  <p>I ſay no more. I tremble at the very thought of ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving ſaid ſo much; when I reflect, how All that we can either ſay or think, will nêre convert us with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out <hi>Grace.</hi> There's nothing but the Grace of God can make a deep <hi>Impreſsion</hi> of it in our Hearts.</p>
               </div>
               <div n="6" type="subsection">
                  <pb n="319" facs="tcp:151194:175"/>
                  <head>VI. <hi>Our Saviours Idea of Sin: &amp; the Impreſsion it made upon Him.</hi>
                  </head>
                  <p>OUr Saviour Jeſus Chriſt beſt knew the great <hi>Enormity</hi> of Sin: &amp; we may judge how great it is, by the <hi>Impreſsion</hi> which it made upon Him; when the ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proaching Hour of his Paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion laid before his Eyes the terrible <hi>Idea</hi> of it.</p>
                  <p>Twas the firſt bloudy Scene of all his Sufferings. <hi>He began to be Sorrowfull &amp; very heavy.</hi>
                     <note place="margin">
                        <hi>Math.</hi> 26.37.</note> A Deluge of Grief broke in upon his Soul; quite overwhelm'd his Heart; &amp; lay ſo heavy upon his fearfull Thoughts, He was not able to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceal it any longer, &amp; ſup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>port
<pb n="320" facs="tcp:151194:176"/>the preſſing weight of his Affliction, all alone, in ſilence. His three moſt Dear &amp; moſt Familiar Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciples, were ſurpris'd ſo much, to ſee this ſuddain alteration in their deareſt Lord; They were not able to enquire the Cauſe, but like Job's three Friends they ſtood aſtonisht, &amp; ſpoke not one word to Him,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Job.</hi> 2.13.</note> 
                     <hi>becauſe they ſaw his Grief was very Great.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Our Saviour could hold no longer; but broke out into this dolefull expreſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion;
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Math.</hi> 26.38.</note> 
                     <hi>My Soul is exceeding Sor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rowfull, even unto Death.</hi> Ah my dear Diſciples! if you knew, as well as I do, all the Motives of my Grief; you would not wonder that the very Thought of
<pb n="321" facs="tcp:151194:176"/>them makes me look pale, &amp; shews you the face of Death in my countenance. The violent pangs of my afflicted Soul are ſo sharp &amp; piercing, that, did not my Divinity ſupport me &amp; preſerve my life, I should immediatly, this very mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, dy upon the place. <hi>Stay a while, and watch with me.</hi>
                     <note place="margin">
                        <hi>Math.</hi> 26.38.</note> You, who love me beſt, who have been always moſt familiar with me, Be not <hi>now</hi> ſo unkind as to leave me in this ſad condition all alone: <hi>Stay a while, &amp; watch with me,</hi> till my Storm of Grief blow over.</p>
                  <p>Dear Chriſtians, Let us ſtay a while; &amp; with theſe three Diſciples, not only admire but ſearch into the cauſe of this great alteration
<pb n="322" facs="tcp:151194:177"/>in the Soul of our Redee<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mer. How was it poſſible that <hi>now</hi> He should begin to fear ſo much that Death, which all his life He had ſo much deſir'd? His Love for Man, &amp; his Deſire of dying for us, were con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiv'd by the operation of the Holy Ghoſt; they came into the World with him; &amp; ever after ſo employ'd his Thoughts, He ſcarce could talk of any thing elſe. Amongſt his Diſciples, his common Diſcourſe was of his <hi>Sufferings,</hi> the <hi>Cup</hi> he was to drink, his <hi>Obligation,</hi> his <hi>Readyneſs,</hi> his <hi>Impatience,</hi> to fullfill the Prophecies. <hi>I have,</hi> ſays he,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Luke.</hi> 12.50.</note> 
                     <hi>a Baptiſm to be baptis'd with; &amp; how am I ſtraitned, till it be accomplisht?</hi> When the time drew nearer, He re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>doubled
<pb n="323" facs="tcp:151194:177"/>his deſires of dying for us:
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Luke.</hi> 22.25.</note> 
                     <hi>with Deſire I have de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſir'd to eat this Paſſeover with you.</hi> 
                     <q>And why? (ſays S. Chry<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoſtom) Becauſe it is a preparation to my Paſſion, which I have ſo long, ſo earneſtly deſir'd.</q> He knew, from the beginning, every Torment; every de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gree of it: Often reflected on each Circumſtance apart; &amp; as often took delight in viewing all of them toge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther. Upon mount Thabor, when the Glory of his Bleſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed Soul shin'd through his body, like the Sun through a tranſparent cloud, upon the dazled eyes of his Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciples; giving them a glympſe of the Eternall Glory we expect hereafter: Our Saviour <hi>ſeem'd</hi> to be as
<pb n="324" facs="tcp:151194:178"/>much delighted with the proſpect of his Paſſion, as with all the joys of Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven: and as, upon another occaſion,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Jo.</hi> 4.31.34.</note> when <hi>his Diſciples pray'd him</hi> to <hi>eat;</hi> He told them, <hi>My meat is to do the will of Him that ſent me, &amp; finish his work;</hi> So when they deſir'd Him to ſtay and <hi>make Taber<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nacles,</hi>
                     <note place="margin">
                        <hi>Luke.</hi> 9.30.33.</note> it was his joy &amp; de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>light to <hi>talk with Moyſes &amp; Elias of his Deceaſe,</hi> his Paſſion <hi>which he should accomplish,
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>v.</hi> 31.</note> at Hieruſalem.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Ah Chriſtians! you have reaſon to admire, &amp; won<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der that the <hi>God of all</hi> your <hi>comfort</hi> is now heavy &amp; diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>conſolate:
<note place="margin">2. <hi>Cor.</hi> 1.3.</note> But you will <hi>fear</hi> and <hi>tremble,</hi> more than wonder, if you ſeriouſly reflect that all his <hi>Grief</hi> pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceeded <hi>chiefly</hi> from the ter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rible
<pb n="325" facs="tcp:151194:178"/>
                     <hi>Idea</hi> which He had of <hi>Sin;</hi> not <hi>his</hi> but <hi>ours.</hi> S. Hie<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rome ſays,
<note place="margin">Apud D. Tho. In Cat.</note> 
                     <hi>His</hi> greateſt <hi>Grief proceeded not from fear of ſuffering, becauſe He came to Suffer; But He</hi> cheifly <hi>griev'd for Judas, for the Scandall of the Apoſtles, and the Reprobation of the People,</hi> &amp;c. ...</p>
                  <p>This agrees exactly with our Saviour's words,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Luke.</hi> 23.27.28.</note> to thoſe who follow'd Him to Calvary; when turning <hi>to the women who lamented Him,</hi> He <hi>ſaid, Daughters of Hieru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſalem, weep not for me</hi> only, <hi>weep</hi> alſo <hi>for your ſelves, &amp; for your children.</hi> Weep not for me; My torments will be short: weep for your ſelves; your torments (if you do not <hi>weep,</hi> repent, &amp; mend) will be Eternall. Alas! the Torments which I willing<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly
<pb n="326" facs="tcp:151194:179"/>&amp; freely ſuffer for your ſake, are Nothing to the Pains of Hell, which you for ever will endure, un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſs by penitentiall tears, mixt with my bloud, You wash away your Sins.
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 31.</note> 
                     <hi>If they do thus, in the green wood; what will they do, in the Dry?</hi> If I, though Innocent, ſuffer thus for your Sins: You, who are Guilty, what are you like to ſuffer for your own? If I, who am true God, the only beloved Son of my Eternall Father, who never once offended Him; if, becauſe I interpoſe be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>twixt you &amp; his Juſtice, I am thus ſeverely treated; what will become of miſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable Creatures, grievous Sinners, who ſo often have offended Him, if they do
<pb n="327" facs="tcp:151194:179"/>not joyn their tears with mine; if they are not afflicted with me for their Sins, for which I dy upon the Croſs?
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Levit.</hi> 23.29.</note> 
                     <hi>Every Soul who upon this day is not afflicted, shall perish. Every Soul who</hi> thinks <hi>upon this Day,</hi> and <hi>is not afflicted</hi> with his dying Saviour; is not heartily afflicted for thoſe Sins, for which He dies; <hi>shall</hi> certainly <hi>perish.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Neither does it contra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dict, what commonly is ſaid; that One great Dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ference betwixt our Sa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>viour &amp; his Martyrs was, that by a miracle of Grace He gave them that undaun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted Courage, which by a greater miracle He now re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fus'd to himſelf. Tis true: He freely ſufferd in him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf the <hi>Naturall</hi> Fear of
<pb n="328" facs="tcp:151194:180"/>Death; to shew himſelf True Man as well as God; to let us ſee at once the Weakneſs of our Nature, &amp; the Power of Grace; and comfort us, by making it appear that ſuch <hi>Infirmities of Nature</hi> are not Sins, as long as <hi>Reaſon</hi> gouverns them, &amp; <hi>Reſignation</hi> ſubmitts to the will of God. But yet there is another greater Difference betwixt his Caſe &amp; theirs. Martyrs, who die for God's ſake, are Secure of their Succeſs; they are ſure not to ſuffer in vain; they are certain to poſſeſs All that they deſire, &amp; to enjoy eternally their God to whom they Sacrifice their Lives. This is the reaſon why our Martyrs look Death boldly in the face;
<pb n="329" facs="tcp:151194:180"/>with open armes receive it; &amp; go to meet it with the ſame aſſurance, as if they went to Heaven. Let the Body ſuffer all the worſt of Pains; the Soul is un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>concern'd,
<note place="margin">Anima de Deo ſuo ſem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>per ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cura. S. Cypr.</note> the <hi>Soul</hi> is <hi>ſecure of God,</hi> the Soul is in Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven before hand. When Man dies to enjoy God, he is ſure he shall enjoy him. But (alas!) it is not ſo when Jeſus dies for Man. He dies to gain his Love; &amp; at the ſame time knows that he will prove ungrate<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full. He dies to enjoy him in Heaven; &amp; foreſees he will be damn'd for all Eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nity. The lively appre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>henſion of his torments all together was enough to make him <hi>Sorrowfull, even to Death;</hi> but however, if he
<pb n="330" facs="tcp:151194:181"/>have promis'd himſelf the Eternall Salvation of all thoſe dear-bought Souls for which He died, the joyfull aſſurance of ſo happy a Suc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs, would have eas'd the burthen of his Grief; His torments, all of them, would have been well come upon that condition. But to ſweat bloud in vain; to be ſcourg'd to no pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe; to ſpend the laſt drop of his ſacred veins to no effect; was an Affliction not to be ſupported, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out praying his Eternall Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther to have pitty &amp; com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paſſion on Him:
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Math.</hi> 26.30.</note> 
                     <hi>Father, if it be poſſible,</hi> diſpence at leaſt with this part of my Sen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tence; Let me die; But do not let me die in vain.</p>
                  <p>Tis ſaid of <hi>Joſeph</hi> in the
<pb n="331" facs="tcp:151194:181"/>Book of <hi>Geneſis;
<note place="margin">45.15.</note> He kiſs'd all his Brethren, &amp; wept over</hi> every one of <hi>them.</hi> I may ſay the ſame of Jeſus in the Garden of Gethſemane: He <hi>griev'd</hi> for All is brethren, &amp; <hi>wept</hi> over <hi>every one of them,</hi> in parti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cular. He ſaw before his eyes the Sins of every per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon in the World; the Graces which he would from time to time beſtow upon us; the neglect of all his Offers; &amp; abuſe of all his Favours. He foreſaw every Temptation which we yield to; &amp; <hi>griev'd</hi> to ſee it. He foreſaw each pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fanation of the <hi>Sacrament,</hi> which we frequent unwor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thyly, and <hi>fainted</hi> with grief, when He thought how of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ten his moſt precious Bloud would by our fault become
<pb n="332" facs="tcp:151194:182"/>the Poyſon of our Souls. He foreſaw in the whole courſe of our Lives, where, when, &amp; how, we would reſiſt, &amp; render ineffec<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuall, all the Directions, Admonitions &amp; Exhortati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons of his Miniſters; and <hi>fell into a bloudy Sweat</hi> at the very thought of our Ingra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>titude, by which the chief means of attaining Ever<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>laſting Happyneſs ſerve only, in the end, to juſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fie our Sentence of Eternall Miſery.
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Iſaiah.</hi> 35.4.6.</note> 
                     <hi>He bore our Griefs;</hi> He <hi>carried our Sorrows;</hi> He took <hi>upon him the Iniquities of us All;</hi> and every one of our moſt grievous Sins appear'd to him in a more hideous shape, than ever it ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pear'd to any Creature.</p>
                  <p>Mortall Sin is as <hi>Bad</hi> as
<pb n="333" facs="tcp:151194:182"/>God is <hi>Good.</hi> It ſeparates us from our God, &amp; leaves our Souls as <hi>Empty</hi> as our God is <hi>Great.</hi> So that as God is infinitely Good, the Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lice of a Mortall Sin is infi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nitely Evill. As none of us can underſtand the infinite <hi>Goodneſs</hi> of the one; ſo none of us are able to conceive the infinite <hi>Malice</hi> of the other. Chriſt himſelf, as God, could <hi>comprehend</hi> them Both: as Man, He com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prehended neither. But yet the clear &amp; full <hi>Idea</hi> He had of it was <hi>proportion'd</hi> to his Beatifick Viſion of God's Eſſence, &amp; by conſequence the <hi>perfecteſt</hi> that ever was. His cleareſt <hi>Sight,</hi> &amp; ardent <hi>Love</hi> of God, were in a manner infinite: So were his <hi>Knowledge</hi> &amp; his <hi>Hatred</hi> of all
<pb n="334" facs="tcp:151194:183"/>Mortall Sin. And the <hi>Im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſion</hi> this <hi>Idea</hi> made upon him, was the <hi>chief,</hi> if not the <hi>only,</hi> Reaſon why our Saviour could not hold from telling his Diſciples; <hi>My Soul is exceeding Sorrowfull,
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Math.</hi> 26.38.</note> even unto Death.</hi> His Soul was overwhelm'd with ſuch a Deluge of Affliction, that his Grief, not being able to contain it ſelf within the Bounds of Nature, violently forc'd it ſelf through all his Pores, in Tears of Bloud.</p>
                  <p>Ah my dear Jeſus! when shall I be able to make ſuch a perfect Act of true Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trition for my Sins, as Thou haſt made for mine! When shall I be able to ſay, <hi>My Soul is exceeding Sor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rowfull even unto Death!</hi> When
<pb n="335" facs="tcp:151194:183"/>shall I lament my grievous Sins in Tears of Bloud! <hi>Give me,</hi> at leaſt,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Jerem.</hi> 9.1.</note> 
                     <hi>water to my Head, &amp; Fountains to my Eyes.</hi> No Contrite Heart, but Thine, bleeds otherwiſe than at the Fyes: and 'tis (I hope) enough for me, if I can be ſo ſorry for my Sins, as to lament them all the days I have to live, &amp; rather <hi>Die</hi> than ever <hi>Sin</hi> again.</p>
               </div>
               <div n="7" type="subsection">
                  <head>VII. <hi>The Saints Idea of Sin. How much it humbles Them.</hi>
                  </head>
                  <p>THere's Nothing but the Grace of Jeſus Chriſt can make us Saints. There's Nothing elſe can make us <hi>clearly See</hi> and <hi>hear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tily
<pb n="336" facs="tcp:151194:184"/>Deteſt</hi> the Malice of our Sins. The greater share we have of this great Grace, the more we <hi>ſee</hi> it &amp; <hi>deteſt</hi> it; ſo much more we <hi>fear</hi> and <hi>tremble</hi> at the very thought of it; &amp; as our Grace encreaſes, we grow every day more <hi>humble</hi> by remembring it.</p>
                  <p>To make this out, I need not write the lives of all the Saints. A <hi>Pattern</hi> is enough to judge of all the <hi>Piece:</hi> eſpecially ſuch a one as S.
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Deg.</hi> 5.</note> John Climacus, an an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cient Father of the Church, has left behind him. He aſſures us,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Ar.</hi> 20.</note> his Relation <hi>is no Fable:</hi> He affirms that, what he ſays,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Art.</hi> 2.</note> He <hi>ſaw</hi> with his own eyes: &amp; that He was <hi>a whole month</hi> in their Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany.
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Ar.</hi> 27.</note>
                  </p>
                  <pb n="337" facs="tcp:151194:184"/>
                  <q>
                     <p>Draw near, ſays he, all You who have provok't the wrath of God by your Offences: Come, &amp; Hear the Wonders He was pleas'd to let me <hi>See,</hi> for my Edi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fication: Be attentive to my words, all You who have a mind to reconcile your ſelves to God, by a ſincere Converſion.</p>
                     <p>When I was, ſays he, in the <hi>Monastery of Penitents;</hi> I ſaw Men ſo extremely <hi>humbled</hi> with the grievous weight of their Offences, that their cries &amp; prayers to God, would even move the ſtones themſelves. With heads bow'd down, &amp; eyes upon the ground, I heard them ſay: <hi>we con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feſs, O Lord, we confeſs that we deſerve to ſuffer all chaſtiſements &amp;
<pb n="338" facs="tcp:151194:185"/>afflictions; becauſe our Sins are ſuch, that should we Summon all the <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>niverſe to weep for us, the Tears of all the world would never make ſufficient Satisfaction. There remains one only thing we ask, one only thing we pray for; that Thou never mayſt</hi> correct us in thy Anger,
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Pſ.</hi> 6.1.</note> nor chaſtiſe us in thy great diſpleaſure; <hi>but a little ſpare us, through thy infinite Mercy. Tis enough, O Lord, that Thou deliver us from thoſe inexplicable Torments hidden in the Center of the Earth. VVe dare not ask a full &amp; perfect Pardon: we, who have not kept the holy Laws of our Profeſſion; but have broken them again, when Thou hadst given us</hi> the moſt endearing <hi>Marks of Love &amp; Mercy, in forgiving of our Sins.</hi>
                     </p>
                     <p>Who ever ſaw them
<pb n="339" facs="tcp:151194:185"/>Laugh? Who ever heard amongſt them any idle Talk? Who ever could obſerve that any Paſſion tranſported them? Or any Anger mov'd them? Alas! they hardly knew what Anger was: their great Affliction and continuall Grief had now extinguisht in them all Emotions of Reſentment. There was never known the leaſt ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pearance of Diſpute: the leaſt lashing out in Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe: the leaſt Sign of Vainglory. There was no Jollity of Feaſting: no Concern for the body: no Love of eaſe &amp; plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure: no Thought of Wine: no Uſe of fruits: no Care for delicacies pleaſing to the palate. The
<pb n="340" facs="tcp:151194:186"/>Deſire of all ſuch things was quite extinct. And after all, there was not to be found the leaſt Cen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoriouſneſs, or leaſt ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pearance of an Inclina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion to Judge their neigh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bours.</p>
                     <p>Some of them, now &amp; then, would knock their breaſts; and, as if they were already at the Gate of Heaven, <hi>Open us,</hi> ſaid they, <hi>O Judge of Mankind, Open us the Gate of Happyneſs, which we have shat by Sin.</hi> Others would ſay,
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Luke.</hi> 1.79.</note> 
                        <hi>Give light to us, O Lord, who ſitt in Darkneſs, in the Shades of Death; &amp; guide our ſteps into the way of Peace.</hi> Others again; <hi>will the Almighty look upon as any more? Is't poſsible to pay our Debts, &amp; ſatisfy for our Of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fences?
<pb n="341" facs="tcp:151194:186"/>will our God, once more, afford us any Comfort? we are laid in chains of Sin; And shall we one day, hear him ſay, Come forth?</hi>
                     </p>
                     <p>They always had their Hour of Death before their eyes; &amp; ſometimes they would ſay to one another; <hi>what will then become of us? what Sentence will our God pronounce upon us? what will be our End? shall we be then call'd home from Banishment, to which we have been hitherto condemn'd for our Offences? Shall ſuch Cri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minalls, as we, find any favour then? Such Sinners as we are? Such miſerable wretches, coverd with Confuſion &amp; Darkneſs? Have our Prayers mounted to the Throne of God? Or have they been rejected, as they well de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve? If well receiv'd, how far
<pb n="342" facs="tcp:151194:187"/>have they prevail'd? Have they obtaind a full Diſcharge, or only Part? Alas! they could not have much force, proceeding from ſuch mouths, ſo ſinfull, ſo impure, as Ours.</hi>
                     </p>
                     <p>At other times, They thus diſcourſt their fears &amp; doubts: <hi>what think you Brethren? Do you think that we advance? Do you think that we obtain the effect of our Demands? Do you think that God will once again receive us? Do you think He'l open us the Gates of Heaven? VVho can tell, (ſaid the Nini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vites;) who knows, but God may change the Sentence which He has pronounc't againſt us? Though perhaps He will not free us from the rigorous Chaſtiſements which we have deſerv'd: How<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ever, Let us labour all we can, &amp; Do whatever we are able. If
<pb n="343" facs="tcp:151194:187"/>He open us the Gate of Heaven, we are Happy: if He dos not, He is Juſt: &amp; therefore never let us ceaſe to bleſs Him. Doubt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full, as we are, of what may be our Deſtiny, we muſt con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinue all our life, ſtill knocking at the Door. Perhaps our Impor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunity, our Conſtancy, &amp; our Perſeverance may find Admittance, in the End.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </q>
                  <p>Behold the Language of the Saints! Conſider how their Fear &amp; Trembling <hi>humbles</hi> them, in Preſence of their angry God. Conſider the <hi>Idea</hi> which They have of Sin: how different it is from what we generally have. Conſider the <hi>Impreſsion</hi> which it makes upon them, &amp; compare it with our Stu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pidneſs, our Hardneſs, our Inſenſibility. Conclude with
<pb n="344" facs="tcp:151194:188"/>shame &amp; ſorrow, that this Difference twixt them &amp; us proceeds not from their having been much greater <hi>Sinners</hi> than we are; but from our being much leſſe <hi>Saints</hi> than They.</p>
                  <q>
                     <p>When any of theſe Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nitents drew nigh the hour of Death; how Ter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rible, how Lamentable was the Spectacle! Theſe Bleſſed Criminalls, when any one of their Compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nions was upon the point of leaving them; They All ſurrounded him, with aking hearts, &amp; weeping eyes, to ask him; <hi>How do you find your ſelf, Dear Brother; Dear Companion in our Miſeries &amp; Sufferings? what ſay you, Now? what do you hope? what do you think? Have you
<pb n="345" facs="tcp:151194:188"/>obtain'd what you have labour'd for, with ſo much pain? Or is your labour loſt? Are you arriv'd at the Port? Or are you not? Have you a full Aſſurance of your Happyneſs? Or have you only an uncertain Hope? Do you find your ſelf in perfect Liberty of Mind? Or are you yet in Trouble &amp; Anxiety? Have you heard al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ready, in the Secret of your Soul, a voice, which tells you; Your</hi> ſins are forgiven <hi>you?
<note place="margin">
                              <hi>Math.</hi> 9.2. <hi>Pſal.</hi> 9.17.</note> Or do you ſeem to hear that for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>midable Sentence;</hi> The wicked shall be turn'd into Hell? <hi>what ſay you, Brother? Tell us, we conjure you, Tell us Now ſincerely; that by knowing what Condition you are in at preſent, we may gueſs, what State we may be in, one Day, our ſelves.</hi>
                     </p>
                     <p>To theſe Demands, ſome
<pb n="346" facs="tcp:151194:189"/>of theſe dying Penitents made anſwer:
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Pſal.</hi> 66.20.</note> 
                        <hi>Bleſſed be God who has not turn'd away my Prayer nor his Mercy from me.</hi> Others, in a dolefull tone replyd:
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Pſal.</hi> 124.4.</note> 
                        <hi>Can our Soul go over the Stream of waters, which</hi> are like to <hi>overwhelm us?</hi> This they ſaid, not being yet aſſur'd of their Salvation; but conſidering with <hi>fear</hi> and <hi>trembling</hi> what might happen to them in the terrible Accompt which <hi>now</hi> was nigh at Hand. And others anſwer'd more uncomfortably: <hi>wo be to the Soul that has not kept inviolably all the Laws of it's Profeſsion. See; the Hour is come; the only Hour in which we shall begin to know our State for all Eternity.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </q>
                  <p>Theſe Bleſſed Penitents, for one Relapſe, did <hi>Pen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance,</hi>
                     <pb n="347" facs="tcp:151194:189"/>the <hi>ſevereſt</hi> they were able to invent: And we, for numberleſs Relapſes, many of them worſe than theirs, Do <hi>none</hi> at all. Theſe Penitents <hi>Perſever'd</hi> in the ſame Auſterities till Death; their <hi>Pennance</hi> had no End: We ſtill Perſever in our Sins; our Pennance never begins. Their <hi>Fear &amp; Trem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bling,</hi> their profound <hi>Humi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity,</hi> went hand in hand with all their <hi>Pennance</hi> &amp; <hi>Perſeverance:</hi> Our <hi>Confidence &amp; <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>nconcern'd<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs,</hi> our extravagant <hi>Preſump<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion,</hi> always keep an equall pace with our <hi>Tepidity</hi> &amp; <hi>Slothfulneſs.</hi> Dear Chriſtians, give me leave to ask, Why all this <hi>difference</hi> twixt them and us? A thouſand years, betwixt their Age, &amp; this which now we live in,
<pb n="348" facs="tcp:151194:190"/>have they alter'd the <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mighty?</hi> Has He leſs <hi>Autho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rity</hi> to punish us? Or we, leſſe <hi>Obligation</hi> to <hi>Obey</hi> Him, <hi>Honour</hi> Him, &amp; <hi>make</hi> Him <hi>Sa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tisfaction,</hi> if we do not? Is our God <hi>leſs Juſt,</hi> becauſe we more abuſe his Mercy? Or <hi>more Mercifull,</hi> becauſe we leſs regard his Juſtice? Alas! Our <hi>Blindneſs</hi> is the only Reaſon: We are blin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der than They were: And therefore we are more <hi>ſecure,</hi> more <hi>unconcern'd,</hi> more <hi>proud,</hi> more <hi>tepid,</hi> &amp; more <hi>ſlothfull.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Jeſu,
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Luke.</hi> 18.38.</note> Son of David, have Mercy on me.</hi> Thou Bleſſed Saviour of the World,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Jo.</hi> 1.9.</note> 
                     <hi>who enlightneſt every man that comes into it;</hi> Open <hi>once,</hi> my eyes; &amp; keep them <hi>ever</hi> open; that I may continually <hi>See</hi> and <hi>Love</hi> thy Goodneſs, Wiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom,
<pb n="349" facs="tcp:151194:190"/>Mercy, Juſtice; &amp; by the aſſiſtance of ſo great a Grace, perpetually <hi>See</hi> and <hi>Hate</hi> the Malice of my Sins. There's nothing but thy Grace, that can <hi>enlighten every man that comes into the world:</hi> There's nothing elſe can <hi>Clear</hi> my Underſtanding, &amp; <hi>Enflame</hi> my Heart: There's nothing elſe can make me truly <hi>Contrite,</hi> truly <hi>Humble. Jeſu, Son of David,
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Luke.</hi> 18.38.</note> have Mercy on me,</hi> a <hi>Sinner,</hi> who am not in <hi>the way,</hi> nor going on, but <hi>ſitting by the way-ſide,
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>v.</hi> 35.</note> begging</hi> thy Aſſiſtance. Here I <hi>ſitt,</hi> &amp; wait thy <hi>paſsing by:</hi> My <hi>Blind<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs</hi> hinders me from doing any more: And even when I <hi>hear</hi> Thee <hi>paſſe,</hi>
                     <note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 36.</note> I know not how to follow Thee. The Croud of all my Paſſions, Inclinations &amp; Humours,
<pb n="350" facs="tcp:151194:191"/>and the Multitude of my Engagements Cares &amp; Trou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bles, make a noiſe about me; ſuch a one (I fear) as will not let Thee hear me. When I offer to cry out for help, they try to ſtop my mouth,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 39.</note> &amp; bid me <hi>hold my peace:</hi> and therefore I cry out <hi>ſo much the more;
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>v.</hi> 39.</note> Jeſu, Thou Son of David, have Mercy on me.</hi> Thou need'ſt not <hi>ſtand</hi> to <hi>ask</hi> me what I want, or <hi>what I will that Thou shouldſt Do unto me;</hi>
                     <note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 41.</note> Thou, who knowſt my Wants ſo infi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nitely better than my ſelf. The only Favour, which I humbly beg,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 41.</note> is <hi>that I may receive my Sight.</hi> Say only, to my Soul, as once Thou ſaidſt to that <hi>Blind Man</hi> who was a Figure of me; Say, <hi>Receive thy Sight;
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>v.</hi> 42.</note> Thy Faith has
<pb n="351" facs="tcp:151194:191"/>ſav'd Thee:</hi> Say but this, (Thy words are powerfull, &amp; make themſelves prove true) Say only This; &amp; then <hi>immediatly</hi> I shall <hi>receive my Sight, &amp; follow Thee.</hi>
                     <note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 43.</note> I then shall follow thy Example. I shall follow thy Diſciples, &amp; thy Saints. I then shall do fit Pennance for my Sins: &amp; shall Perſever in it to the End. I then shall ſtudy how to punish every Paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion Inclination &amp; Humour which induc't me to Offend Thee. I shall then be truly <hi>Contrite,</hi> truly <hi>Humble;</hi> I shall <hi>Glorify Thee</hi> all my life;
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>v.</hi> 45.</note> 
                     <hi>and all the People, when They See</hi> the Happy Change, shall <hi>give</hi> the <hi>Praiſe to God.</hi> Amen.</p>
               </div>
            </div>
         </div>
         <div type="part">
            <pb n="352" facs="tcp:151194:192"/>
            <head>THE CHARACTER OF A GOOD CHRISTIAN.</head>
            <div n="1" type="section">
               <head>SECT. I. <hi>The Perfection of his Duty,</hi>
               </head>
               <q>
                  <p>
                     <seg rend="decorInit">W</seg>Hoever ſeriouſly profeſſes the Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligion of Chriſt,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>D. Sp. P.</hi> 1. <hi>c.</hi> 3</note> and takes the Ghoſpel for the Rule of that Divine Religion, making it his Buſineſs to
<pb n="353" facs="tcp:151194:192"/>acquire that Sanctity which Jeſus Chriſt de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mands of his Diſciples; is a <hi>Chriſtian.</hi> The <hi>Ghoſpel</hi> was not only writt for thoſe we call <hi>Religious.</hi> We are, All of us, Religious perſons; of the Beſt &amp; Firſt of all Religions, which is that of Jeſus Chriſt. We have a <hi>Rule,</hi> a <hi>Habit,</hi> &amp; a <hi>Foun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der:</hi> We have <hi>Vows</hi> &amp; <hi>Exer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciſes.</hi> Chriſt firſt inſtituted &amp; eſtablisht our Religion: He's the <hi>Founder</hi> of our Or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der. Innocence &amp; Sanctity make up the <hi>Habit,</hi> we re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive in Baptiſm. Our Promiſes of abrenouncing all the Pomps &amp; Works of Satan, are our <hi>Vows.</hi> The Ghoſpel is our <hi>Rule.</hi> Our Prayers, Pennances, &amp; generally all Good Actions, are our <hi>Exerciſes.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <pb n="354" facs="tcp:151194:193"/>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Do you think the Ghoſpel was not written,</hi>
                     <note place="margin">Ibid.</note> ſays S. Baſil, <hi>every jot as much for married perſons, as for Monks? <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>ndoubt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>edly 'tis by this Rule, that Both are to be Judg'd. Tis well, if married people can obtain God's pardon for the faults committed in that State. In all things elſe, they are as much oblig'd to live like Saints, as the</hi> Religious <hi>are. The Tyes of marriage, &amp; Engagements of the world, will never juſtify an idle Life; or any way Diſpenſe with the laborious Task of living like a Chriſtian. Tis lawfull to live in the world; but not, to live according to the Maximes of it. On the contrary; the more we are expos'd to the Temptations of the Devil, ſo much more we are oblig'd to uſe our utmoſt Care &amp; Vigilance.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Beleeve not,</hi>
                     <note place="margin">Ibid.</note> ſays S. Chry<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoſtom,
<pb n="355" facs="tcp:151194:193"/>
                     <hi>that God expects from wordly Men a Sanctity quite dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferent from that of Monks. Tis true, indeed, that Thoſe may marry, &amp; Theſe may not: But in all things elſe, the Caſe is equall. They have Both receiv'd the ſame Laws; &amp; Both are ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject to the ſame Punishments. VVhen Jeſus laid his Curſe upon the Rich, &amp; thoſe who lead a jolly life in Senſuality &amp; Pleaſure; when He ſpoke of the Evangeli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>call Beatitudes; He ſpoke, not only to</hi> Religious, <hi>but to all the Faithfull; and without the leaſt exception. He was never heard to ſay; that the Religious Man shall ſuffer for his Sins, but not the Secular. The difference we fancy in this point, is only an Invention of Men; it is not groun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded in the word of God, who equally obliges All, that will
<pb n="356" facs="tcp:151194:194"/>be ſav'd, to keep his Laws. S. Paul, addreſsing his diſcourſe to married perſons, dos not He require of them as great a share of Sanctity as we can find in the moſt perfect Monks? what Diſengagement he preſcribes to all of us! what Mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deration in our Cloaths, our Diet, &amp; our <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>ſe of Riches!</hi>
                     <note place="margin">1. <hi>Tim.</hi> 6.8.</note> Having Food, <hi>ſays he,</hi> &amp; Raiment, Let us be contented. They who are married,
<note place="margin">1. <hi>Cor.</hi> 7.29.30.31.</note> 
                     <hi>Let them</hi> be as if they were not: &amp; They who uſe the world, as if they us'd it not: <hi>what more can we expect from thoſe we call</hi> Religious? <hi>Let us there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore never ſay, that wordly Men are either</hi> not oblig'd <hi>or elſe</hi> not able <hi>to obſerve the Rules of Chriſtianity; and that</hi> Reli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gious <hi>only can attain to ſuch ſublime Perfection. There is No<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing ſo pernicious as this falſe
<pb n="357" facs="tcp:151194:194"/>Opinion. It maintains the greateſt part of Libertins in their diſorders, &amp; encourages imperfect Souls to lead a looſe &amp; lazy Life. Aſſure your ſelves Our God requires, of All, one ſelfsame Sanctity. The</hi> Means, <hi>of our arriving to it, may be</hi> different; <hi>but yet Religious Perſons have no other</hi> Aim <hi>than we have. They deſign</hi> to ſave themſelves, <hi>and ſo do we. They are not to be ſav'd, but by the</hi> narrow way; <hi>&amp; we shall never be ſav'd, by walking in the</hi> broad <hi>one.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Hence it follows clear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly,
<note place="margin">Ibid.</note> that the Ghoſpel being preach't &amp; made for All, we All are bound to fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>low it; we All muſt la<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bour to acquire the Sanc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tity demanded by it; we muſt All be thoroughly perſuaded, that it is the
<pb n="358" facs="tcp:151194:195"/>only way which leads to Heaven, and that every other way is ſure to end in everlaſting Death. Tis true; the methods &amp; the Exerciſes, which are us'd &amp; follow'd in Religious houſes, to arrive to ſuch Perfection, are quite dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferent from what is uſually preſcrib'd to Wordly Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons: But their <hi>Virtues</hi> al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ways are the <hi>ſame,</hi> al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>though their <hi>Exerciſes</hi> are not. Theſe two things we commonly confound; to wit, the <hi>Exerciſes</hi> &amp; the <hi>Virtues</hi> of a Chriſtian. We imagine, for example, that a <hi>modeſt</hi> &amp; a homely <hi>Dreſs</hi> is only fit for Cloiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ters; where they always wear a certain <hi>Habit,</hi> poor &amp; plain. We fancy that the
<pb n="359" facs="tcp:151194:195"/>
                     <hi>Recollection</hi> which is practis'd in Religious Houſes is a thing peculiar to their Character; becauſe we find, that only They have certain Hours allotted them for keeping ſilence. We imagine alſo that a <hi>Penitentiall</hi> life belongs to none but them; becauſe They faſt, &amp; practiſe ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verall Auſterities com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manded by Superiours. Tis a great miſtake. Theſe <hi>Virtues</hi> all are <hi>Evangelicall:</hi> We find them in the Ghoſpel, which is <hi>ours</hi> as much as <hi>theirs:</hi> They are preſcrib'd to <hi>all Men</hi> by the <hi>Common Rule</hi> of Chriſtianity: And, though we have not (as <hi>Religious</hi> have) ſo great Advantages to make the practiſe of them Uniform
<pb n="360" facs="tcp:151194:196"/>&amp; Eaſy; Nevertheleſs we All are indiſpenſably ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lig'd to <hi>have</hi> them, &amp; to <hi>practiſe</hi> them. Our <hi>Modeſty,</hi> our Moderation,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Phil.</hi> 4.5.</note> muſt <hi>be known to All,</hi> as well as theirs. Our <hi>Recollection</hi> of Mind muſt be preſerv'd amidſt the Multitude of our Employments. We are equally oblig'd to <hi>Mor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tify</hi> &amp; Circumciſe our Heart, &amp; to Extinguish in it, all our Senſuall De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſires.
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Theſs.</hi> 5.17.</note> The Precept of <hi>Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinuall Prayer,</hi> is as much for us, as them. We are not bound to ſing in Choire at certain Hours as they do: but our Heart muſt be, as much as theirs, <hi>conti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nually united</hi> to our God, by <hi>Loving</hi> of Him above all things. Though we have
<pb n="361" facs="tcp:151194:196"/>not made a <hi>Vow of Poverty;</hi> yet we muſt be, as well as They, entirely <hi>diſengag'd from</hi> all the <hi>Riches</hi> of the Earth, &amp; never <hi>ſett our Hearts</hi> upon them, whilſt we <hi>uſe</hi> them. Though we have not <hi>Vow'd Obedience,</hi> we are All oblig'd, as much as They, to be at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tentive to the Precepts of our <hi>Founder</hi> Jeſus Chriſt, &amp; punctually obſerve <hi>the leaſt of</hi> his <hi>Commandements.</hi>
                     <note place="margin">
                        <hi>Math.</hi> 5.19.</note>
                  </p>
               </q>
               <p>Behold the <hi>Duty</hi> of a <hi>Christian!</hi> See how Gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous, how Noble, how He<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>roicall his <hi>Reſolution</hi> is, of making good the full Sig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nification of his Name! He meets with an infinity of Obſtacles: but notwithſtan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding all, He is reſolv'd to <hi>Sacrifice</hi> and <hi>Save</hi> himſelf: He
<pb n="362" facs="tcp:151194:197"/>is reſolv'd to uſe all <hi>Violence,</hi> what ever may be requiſite, to make his way to <hi>Heaven,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Math.</hi> 11.12.</note> &amp; to <hi>take it even by force.</hi>
               </p>
            </div>
            <div n="2" type="section">
               <head>SECT. II. <hi>His Contempt of the VVorld.</hi>
               </head>
               <q>
                  <p>HE always looks upon himſelf,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>S. Chry<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoſtom. Hom.</hi> 24. <hi>in Ep. ad Hebr.</hi>
                     </note> as a meer Stranger in this World; &amp; the continuall Remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brance of his being <hi>So,</hi> is the Foundation &amp; Root of all his Virtue. He takes little pleaſure in employing of his buſy thoughts about this Life, &amp; the Affairs relating to it: but is like a banisht Man, who lives uneaſy in a forreign Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>try; always looking home<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ward with extreme Im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patience,
<pb n="363" facs="tcp:151194:197"/>to ſee the Bleſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed Place which gave him Birth; and always doing all he can, to lay all things in readyneſs for his Return. He never is dejected with Adverſity, nor puft up with Proſpe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rity, which happen to at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tend his Fortune here; but paſſes unconcern'dly by, without regarding either; &amp; without the leaſt ſtop in his way, purſues his jour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ney, like a Traveller, who longs to be at Home, &amp; thinks of nothing elſe but how to make haſt thither. And this is the Reaſon why our God ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liges him to ſay, in his dayly Prayer, <hi>Thy King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom come;</hi> that he may al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ways have before his eyes,
<pb n="364" facs="tcp:151194:198"/>the happy Day which is to be his Laſt, &amp; gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rouſly ſcorn to value any tranſitory Honour, Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fit, Pleaſure, which he meets with upon Earth.</p>
                  <p>A <hi>Chriſtian</hi> by theſe noble ſentiments of true &amp; ſolid Wiſdom mounts to ſuch a height above the reach of all this World,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>S. Chry<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoſtom. Hom.</hi> 15. <hi>ad Popul. Anti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ochen.</hi>
                     </note> that He is hardly capable of feeling, much leſs of ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miring, whatſoever paſſes in it. He is like a man who from the top of an aſpiring Mountain takes a view of All below him, &amp; can hardly See the Towns &amp; Cities, which appear like Molehills; where the numerous In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>habitants like ſwarms of Ants, run up &amp; down, &amp;
<pb n="365" facs="tcp:151194:198"/>follow eagerly their little Trade, of hoarding up a petty Treaſure, which is nothing to his purpoſe. All his <hi>Treaſure</hi> &amp; his <hi>Heart</hi> are both in Heaven. There his Loving Eye is gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rally fixt; And if he now &amp; then look down upon the Riches, Glory, Pow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er, Honour, of this mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerable World, they all ſeem trifling matters; All ſuch Things are little, inconſiderable, &amp; con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>temptible, to Him.</p>
                  <p>And yet, He cannot juſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly be accus'd of Pride,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>S. Chry<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoſtom. Hom.</hi> 11. <hi>in ep.</hi> 1. <hi>Cor.</hi>
                     </note> becauſe he thinks the wiſeſt Politicians are but <hi>Fools;</hi> their Riches, <hi>Shadows;</hi> all their Pleaſures, <hi>Dreams;</hi> &amp; all their Titles, Digni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties, and Honours, only
<pb n="366" facs="tcp:151194:199"/>
                     <hi>Childrens Baubles.</hi> No; it can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not juſtly be accounted Pride: Tis certainly the greateſt Wiſdom to <hi>ſubmitt</hi> our Judgments, &amp; con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>form them, to the Eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nall Truth of God him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf; &amp; judge of things, as they are truly in them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves. Or otherwiſe we muſt allow that Salomon himſelf was guilty of Pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſumption &amp; Arrogance; when, after a full Tryal, after long &amp; ſad Expe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perience, He pronounc't that All the World is <hi>Va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nity of Vanities, &amp; nothing elſe but Vanity.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>He labours all he can to make his Soul become a Heaven upon Earth;
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>S. Chry<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoſtom. Hom.</hi> 16. <hi>in Epiſt. ad Heb.</hi>
                     </note> &amp; failes not to ſucceed in ſuch a noble entrepriſe.
<pb n="367" facs="tcp:151194:199"/>The Heaven which we ſee, &amp; ſo admire, is but an Embleme of his Happyneſs. As Heaven is enlightned by the riſing Sun; his Soul is more enlightned by the Grace of God, the Sun of Juſtice, which ari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes, without ſetting, in his Heart. As Heaven al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ways is the ſame; ſtill beautifull &amp; bright within it ſelf, although the mid<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>night Darkneſs ſeem to alter &amp; obſcure it; ſo his Soul is ſtill the ſame, 'tis always eaſy &amp; content within it ſelf, although He live obſcurely, in diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grace or poverty, &amp; ſeem a miſerable man to thoſe who little underſtand the Secret of his Happyneſs. As Heaven is ſo high above
<pb n="368" facs="tcp:151194:200"/>the Winds and Storms, that the moſt violent diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turbance of the Air can never reach it; ſo the Soul of a good Chriſtian, even when the World combines to make him ſuffer moſt, receives no harm at all. His Treaſure is in Heaven, &amp; his Heart is with it. He's above the reach of all that they can do. His Heart is rais'd to ſuch a height, that when He takes a proſpect of the Earth below, He ſees no difference twixt Men &amp; Piſmires. Neither are the Poor the only Objects that ſeem little in his Sight; but Kings them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves, &amp; Generalls of Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies, Politicians, Uſurers, &amp; what you pleaſe, ſeem
<pb n="369" facs="tcp:151194:200"/>every jot as little &amp; con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>temptible as They. The Difference of Poor &amp; Rich makes no impreſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion upon Him; no more than when He ſees, amongſt a Swarm of little Piſmires, ſome creep loaded, others empty.</p>
                  <p>What can Men do to ſuch a Man as This,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>S. Chry<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoſtom. Hom.</hi> 5. <hi>ad Popul. Antio.</hi>
                     </note> ſup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe they have a mind to make him miſerable? Will they rob him of his mony? All his Riches are in Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven. Will they Banish him from home? He has no other <hi>Home</hi> but Heaven; &amp; it is not in their Pow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er to Banish him from thence. Will they lay him faſt in Chains? His Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſcience will ſtill be free: And, for his part, He fears
<pb n="370" facs="tcp:151194:201"/>no other Chains but thoſe of Sin. Or will they kill him? When they have done this, They have no more to Do; And even then, His Soul will Live for ever, his body one day Riſe again.</p>
                  <p>A Man,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>S. Chry<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoſtom. lib.</hi> 2. <hi>ad Theod. lapſum. c.</hi> 3.</note> who lives not but for Jeſus Chriſt, is quite above the reach of all misfortunes that can threaten him. Provided that He will not freely &amp; deliberately hurt himſelf, No man alive can have the leaſt advantage over Him. He's invincible at all Arms. The Loſs of his Goods is no Affliction to him, becauſe he well conſiders, that we All bring Nothing with us, at our Birth; &amp; that we All
<pb n="371" facs="tcp:151194:201"/>shall carry Nothing with us, at our Death. The vain deſires of Reputation &amp; Honour cannot ſeize his Heart; becauſe he knows that all our Converſation ought to be in Heaven. All the injuries &amp; outra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ges He meets with, are not able to provoke him: He's a <hi>Chriſtian:</hi> And, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing truly ſuch, He fears but one great Danger of one only Loſs; the Dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger of offending God, &amp; Looſing of his Favour, All things elſe, as Ba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſhment and Poverty, with all the greateſt &amp; moſt dangerous Extremi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties, He values not at all: &amp; even Death it ſelf, which others think ſo Ter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rible, is always moſt agre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able,
<pb n="372" facs="tcp:151194:202"/>moſt comfortable, &amp; moſt wellcome, when<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoêre it comes.</p>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div n="3" type="section">
               <head>SECT. III. <hi>His Deſire of Heaven.</hi>
               </head>
               <p>THe Scripture generally repreſents a Chriſtian, as a Perſon diſengag'd &amp; ſeparated from the World. <hi>If you were of the world,</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>S. Jo.</hi> 15.19.</note> ſays our Saviour, <hi>the world would love his own: but becauſe you are not of the world, &amp; I have choſen you out of the world, therefore the world hates you.</hi>
                  <note place="margin">1. <hi>Jo.</hi> 2.15.</note> He <hi>loves not the world, nor the things that are in the world:</hi> Becauſe, <hi>if any man love the world, the Love of</hi> God <hi>is not in him.</hi>
                  <note place="margin">
                     <hi>Rom.</hi> 12.2.</note> He is <hi>not conform'd to the world, but trans<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>form'd by the renewing of his Mind,
<pb n="373" facs="tcp:151194:202"/>that He may prove what is the good the acceptable &amp; perfect will of God.</hi> He <hi>uſes the world,
<note place="margin">1. <hi>Cor.</hi> 7.31. <hi>Gal.</hi> 6.14. <hi>Coloſs.</hi> 3.3. <hi>Jam.</hi> 1.27. 1. <hi>Pet.</hi> 2.11.</note> as if he us'd it not. The world is crucifyd to him, &amp; He to the world.</hi> He is <hi>Dead, &amp; his Life is hid with Chriſt in God.</hi> His <hi>Religion pure &amp; undefil'd</hi> is that by which He <hi>keeps himſelf un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpotted from the world.</hi> He <hi>ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stains from all Deſires which war againſt the Soul,</hi> becauſe He is <hi>a Stranger &amp; a Pilgrim</hi> in the World. But that which moſt inclines him to Deſire the Happyneſs of Heaven, is his <hi>Knowing</hi> that, as long as He is here,
<note place="margin">2. <hi>Cor.</hi> 5.6.</note> 
                  <hi>He's Abſent</hi> from his God.</p>
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                  <p>No wonder He ſo much <hi>Deſires</hi> to be in Heaven:
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>D. Sp. Par.</hi> 2. <hi>Ch.</hi> 21.</note> All his Comfort is his <hi>Hope</hi> of being there. The <hi>Gate</hi> ſo ſtrait; The <hi>way</hi> ſo
<pb n="374" facs="tcp:151194:203"/>narrow; The continuall <hi>Violence</hi> ſo neceſſary to be us'd; The <hi>Croſs</hi> he dayly bears; The <hi>Self-Denyall</hi> which he always practiſes; The <hi>Pennance</hi> without which <hi>we All shall perish,</hi>
                     <note place="margin">
                        <hi>Luke.</hi> 13.3.</note> if we do not mortify our Paſſions, curb our Humours, &amp; reſiſt our Inclinations: All this, putt together, is enough to make a Chriſtians Life, ſo painfull, troubleſome, &amp; diſagreable,
<note place="margin">1. <hi>Cor.</hi> 15.19.</note> that <hi>if in this life only, He had Hope,</hi> He would <hi>of all Men be moſt miſerable.</hi>
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                  <p>Tis no wonder there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore He ſo much <hi>Deſires</hi> the <hi>Sight</hi> of God,
<note place="margin">Ibid.</note> which only can deliver him from all the miſeries He labours under.
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Ch.</hi> 22.</note> Tis the great Af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fliction of the Juſt; to ſee
<pb n="375" facs="tcp:151194:203"/>themſelves ſo far from <hi>Sion,</hi> ſeparated from their God, &amp; baniſht from their Heavenly Jeruſalem. Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>though the Riches of the World were all their Own, They ſtill would think themſelves Unfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunate, becauſe their Treaſure is is not <hi>here;</hi> 'tis only to be found <hi>hereafter.</hi> They as earneſtly <hi>Deſire</hi> the Happyneſs of Heaven, as a Hart long hunted <hi>thirſts</hi> for Water. Tis a <hi>Duty</hi> indiſpenſably incumbent upon all true Chriſtians <hi>to Deſire it</hi> above All Things.</p>
                  <p>Hear S. Auſtin:
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Ibid. Ch.</hi> 21.</note> 
                     <hi>He who finds himſelf at Eaſe on Earth; who is contented to live always Here; And finds his greateſt Joy &amp; Satisfaction in this world; will never enter Heaven.</hi> If you
<pb n="376" facs="tcp:151194:204"/>ask the Reaſon; He re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plys: <hi>becauſe He has not</hi> in his Heart the <hi>Love of God, whoever dos not Sigh,</hi> &amp; above all things Wish, <hi>for the Enjoyment of Eternall Life. Exa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mine well your Heart. If God should promiſe you a long Life upon Earth; &amp; tell you<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> You shall here enjoy whatever you can wish for; Riches, Pleaſures, Honours, Health, Proſperity, &amp; what you pleaſe beſides, shall every where at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tend you: Only, You shall never See me; You shall never have a Share with Me in Heaven: would you be Content? whoever is in ſuch a Diſpoſition, dos not yet begin to Love Him</hi> above All Things.</p>
                  <p>Hear the Royall Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phet:
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Ibid. Ch.</hi> 22.</note> Hear the Language of his <hi>Love. As the Hart pants after water,
<note place="margin">
                           <hi>Pſ.</hi> 42.1.2.3.</note> ſo my Soul pants after Thee, My God. My Soul is
<pb n="377" facs="tcp:151194:204"/>thirſty for Thee,</hi> O Thou <hi>Living God,</hi> the only Life &amp; Comfort of my Soul. <hi>My Tears have been my</hi> Entertain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment <hi>Day &amp; Night;</hi> &amp; tis the only Eaſe of my im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patient Grief, to have the Liberty of weeping in thy Abſence. <hi>VVhen shall I appear before my God?</hi> When once that happy Day appro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>aches,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Pſ.</hi> 17.15.</note> 
                     <hi>when</hi> I once <hi>Behold thy Face, I shall be Satisfyd:</hi> but never shall be ſatisfyd till then. Tis this,
<note place="margin">
                        <hi>Pſ.</hi> 27.4.</note> &amp; only this <hi>One Thing I</hi> always <hi>have Deſir'd of</hi> Thee; <hi>that I may Dwell in</hi> thy <hi>Houſe</hi> for ever, <hi>&amp; behold thy Beauty.</hi>
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                  <p>All God's <hi>Children</hi> ſay the ſame:
<note place="margin">Ibid.</note> they dayly pray to their Eternall <hi>Father,</hi> that his <hi>Kingdom come:</hi> And their <hi>Deſire</hi> of Everlaſting
<pb n="378" facs="tcp:151194:205"/>Life, (though ſometimes out of Mind) is <hi>always</hi> in their Heart. By this, they <hi>Pray</hi> inceſſantly. By this, they are attentive to <hi>God's Preſence,</hi> in the midſt of thoſe Employments &amp; Af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fairs, which otherwiſe would eaſily divert them from the <hi>Thought</hi> of Him. By This, they frequent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly <hi>Recall</hi> their wandring Thoughts, <hi>Renew</hi> their de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caying Fervour, <hi>Enflame</hi> their cooling Love, <hi>En<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courage</hi> their deſponding Hearts, &amp; <hi>March</hi> a great deal <hi>faster</hi> towards Heaven. <hi>VVhen the Scripture commands us,</hi> ſays S. Auſtin, <hi>to Pray Always; we are not therefore oblig'd to be always on our knees, or always ſinging Pſalms in Choire: we only are oblig'd to
<pb n="379" facs="tcp:151194:205"/>have continually, in the Bottom of our Heart, a true Deſire to leave this Earth &amp; enter into Heaven. This continuall Deſire muſt ſtill perſever in our Heart. VVe always muſt lament, &amp; ſigh; and ſay; I am a Captive &amp; a Pilgrim; I am far from Home; I am not with my God.</hi> Tis true, (S. Auſtin adds,) a Juſt Man may divert himſelf ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times; &amp; ſpend ſome hours, in ſuch Employ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments as appear quite dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferent from <hi>Gaining Heaven.</hi> Tis, alas! the Servitude of his Captivity, which thus obliges him to work for the <hi>Egyptians,</hi> whilſt he is a Slave to <hi>Pharaoh</hi> But however, in the midſt of all his <hi>Slavery,</hi> He never can forget the <hi>Land of Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſe;</hi> He laments, He ſighs,
<pb n="380" facs="tcp:151194:206"/>He always wishes to be There: And Thus He <hi>al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ways Prays</hi> to God that He will pleaſe to grant him the Poſſeſſion of that Sou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vereign Good, which only can Suffice to make Him <hi>truly</hi> &amp; <hi>for ever</hi> Happy.</p>
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            <head>THE CONTENTS</head>
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               <head>Motives of Love.</head>
               <item>§. 1. <hi>How much it imports us to Love God above All Things.</hi> pag. 1</item>
               <item>§. 2. <hi>That the Love of God is our Greateſt Duty.</hi> 3</item>
               <item>§. 3. <hi>That the Love of God is our Greateſt Good.</hi> 20</item>
               <item>§. 4. <hi>That the Love of God is the chief Grace of the Holy Ghost.</hi> 40</item>
               <item>§. 5. <hi>That we ought to prepare our Hearts for this great Grace,</hi> 57</item>
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               <head>Motives of Fear.</head>
               <item>§. 1. <hi>How much it imports us to remember the Day of Judgment.</hi> 71</item>
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               <item>§. 2. <hi>That our Laſt Day is the fatall End of all our tranſitory Happyneſs.</hi> 75</item>
               <item>§. 3. <hi>That our Laſt Day is the ſad Beginning of our Everlaſting Miſery.</hi> 90</item>
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               <head>Motives of Hope.</head>
               <item>§. 1. <hi>How unreaſonable a thing it is for any Sinner to Deſpair.</hi> 109</item>
               <item>§. 2. <hi>That God can help us, if He will.</hi> 115</item>
               <item>§. 3. <hi>That God will help us, if we pleaſe.</hi> 130</item>
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               <head>Danger of Delay.</head>
               <item>§. 1. <hi>How apt we are to Differr Repentance.</hi> 149</item>
               <item>§. 2. <hi>How dangerous it is to Differr Repentance.</hi> 153</item>
               <item>§. 3. <hi>Reaſons why Delay is ſo Dangerous.</hi> 161</item>
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               <item>§. 4. <hi>That we ought to begin immediatly, without Delay.</hi> 172</item>
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               <head>A Contrite Heart.</head>
               <item>§. 1. <hi>Sorrow for our Sins.</hi> 189</item>
               <item>§. 2. <hi>Reſolutions of Amendement.</hi> 193</item>
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               <head>An Humble Heart.</head>
               <item>§. 1. <hi>The Neceſsity &amp; Advanta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ges of Humility.</hi> 201</item>
               <item>§. 2. <hi>Firſt Degree of Humility.</hi> 213</item>
               <item>§. 3. <hi>Second Degree of Humility.</hi> 219</item>
               <item>§. 4. <hi>An Objection anſwer'd.</hi> 233</item>
               <item>§. 5. <hi>Third Degree of Humility.</hi> 242</item>
               <item>§. 6. <hi>Firſt Reaſon why the great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>est Saints are the moſt humble.</hi> 249</item>
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               <item>§. 7. <hi>Second Reaſon why the great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt Saints are the moſt Humble.</hi> 262</item>
               <item>I. <hi>The Enormity of Sin.</hi> 273</item>
               <item>II. <hi>The Treachery of a Sinner.</hi> 285</item>
               <item>III. <hi>The Diſloyalty of a Sinner.</hi> 296</item>
               <item>IV. <hi>The Impiety of a Sinner.</hi> 303</item>
               <item>V. <hi>The great Ingratitude, Pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſumption, Pride, &amp; Inſolence of every Sinner.</hi> 311</item>
               <item>VI. <hi>Our Saviours Idea of Sin: &amp; the Impreſsion it made upon Him.</hi> 319</item>
               <item>VII. <hi>The Saints Idea of Sin: How much it humbles them.</hi> 335</item>
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               <head>The Character of a Good Chriſtian.</head>
               <item>§. 1. <hi>The Perfection of his Duty.</hi> 352</item>
               <item>§. 2. <hi>His Contempt of the VVorld.</hi> 362</item>
               <item>§. 3. <hi>His Deſire of Heaven.</hi> 372</item>
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            <trailer>FINIS.</trailer>
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