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            <p>A DISCOVRSE <hi>OF</hi> ETERNITIE Collected and Compoſed for <hi>the Common good,</hi> By W. T.</p>
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               <hi>OXFORD</hi> Printed by IOH: LICHFIELD, for WILLIAM WEBBE, <hi>An. D.</hi> 1633.</p>
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                     <hi>THE FIRST CHAPTER</hi> Containing an Introduction to the enſuing Diſcourſe.</head>
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                     <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>Here is nothing can fully ſatisfie the mind of Man but that which is aboue man,<note place="margin">Feciſti nos ad te domine, &amp; inquietum eſt cor noſtrum donec requi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſcat in te. <hi>Aug, lib.</hi> 1. <hi>Conſ. cap.</hi> 1.</note> all the treaſures and riches vnder Heaven can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not make vp a proporti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>onable object for the ſoule. For that which muſt terminate the de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſires of ſo excellent and divine a nature, muſt bee of a correſpondent &amp; like condition with it, that is, in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>finite and immortall. Now no ſublunary bleſſings ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tend thus farre: All worldly happineſſe, and earthly delights haue their changes, and haue their death. They are ſhort in their continuance, and vncomforta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble in their end. For they leaue vs, when we leaue the world, and they nothing availe vs in the day of triall, when our bodies ſhall deſcend into the ſlimie vally, &amp; our ſoules returne to God that gaue them, then all the
<pb n="2" facs="tcp:181127:3"/> choiceſt comforts of this life glide away from vs as the ſtreame, and the ſunne of our ioy will ſet for ever. Our beautie wherein wee haue ſo much prided our ſelues, ſhall turne into rottenneſſe, our mirth into wormewood, our glory into duſt. Now if this be the condition, if ſuch the ſtate of our beſt pleaſing conten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tations here below, how vndiſcreetly, improuident of our ſoules welfare ſhould we be, to bound our affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons on the things of this world, what a madneſſe be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>yond admiration, were it in vs, to trifle out our time, to waſte and weare out our moſt pretious daies in the va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nities vnder the ſunne, as if God had placed vs here on earth, like the Leviathan in the Sea, to take our paſtime in it; to ingulfe our ſoules into the ſenſuall pleaſures of this life, as if we had neither hope nor ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pectation of a life to come, what an intollerable ſtupi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ditie were it, for the ſhort fruition of a momentary content here, to plunge our ſelues for everlaſtingnes into a ſea, as it were of fire and brimſtone, where wee ſhall ſee no bankes, and feele no bottome. Me thinkes the ſerious conſideration hereof, ſhould even cut the heart, and damp the mirth, and wound the very ſoule of the moſt glorious and ſelfe pleaſing worldling, whoſe life is nothing but a change of recreations, to thinke vpon his fading ſtate, his flowing condition, his declining ioy, his dying life, and endleſſe eternitie, to ſee how all things in him, and about him goe ſpeedily forward in a moſt ſenſible declination, to behold with his eies, how his goods, and his greatneſſe, his liuings, and his life, and all the moſt pretious delights which his ſenſuall heart enioyes, are already winged as it
<pb n="3" facs="tcp:181127:3" rendition="simple:additions"/> were for their flight, and muſt ſhortly bid him an e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verlaſting farwell. And then what ſhall bee his ſtay, where ſhall be his ſhelter, what will remaine to bee done, but with that ſad and diſconſolate Heathen, to ſhut vp all in that hopeleſſe and helpleſſe lamentation, <hi>Anxius vixi, dubius morior, heu quo vado,</hi> I haue ſquandred out my life in an vnfruitfull way, I haue li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved vnreſoluedly, and die doubtfully, and now whe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther away O my ſoule, woe is thee and alas for ever<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>more. And ſuch is the bitter cloſe, and vncomforta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble ende of all thoſe who goe deſperately on in the waies of their hearts, and in the ſight of their eies, and make not God their ſtrength; though their excellen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cy mount vp to the heauens (ſaith <hi>Iob</hi>) and their heads reach vnto the cloudes, yet ſhall they periſh for euer as their doung, and the eye which hath ſeene them ſhall doe ſo no more, <hi>Iob.</hi> 20.6. O then how deepely doth it concerne vs, to raiſe vp our deſires to things a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>boue, to fix our hearts vpon the true rocke, to drawe our waters of comfort from the euerliuing fountaine, to truſt ſo much more on God, by how much we haue leſſe on earth to truſt to. Now for our better incou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ragement to this dutie, and to the end wee may the more eaſily vnlooſe our affections from the imbrace<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments of this world, it will not bee vnworthy our la<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bour to meditate a while vpon the nature of that Eternitie which doth vnavoidably abide for vs either in horror or happineſſe in the life to come.</p>
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                     <hi>CHAP. II.</hi> Containing a deſcription of Eternitie, with a briefe declaration of the nature and condition of it.</head>
                  <p>ETernitie is an infinite, endleſſe, bottomeleſſe gulfe, which no line can faddome, no time can reach, no age can extend to, no tongue can ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſe. It is a duration alwaies preſent, a being al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>waies in being, it is one perpetuall day, which ſhall ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver ſee an Euening. Infinite are the deſcriptions of the Ancients, and divers their expreſſions, touching this Eternitie. The <hi>Egyptians</hi> conceiuing that God was eternall, and his duration and being to bee properly tearmed Eternitie, repreſented the diuine power by a Circle, which had neither beginning nor end. And hence it was that the Ancient Romans erected Tem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ples which they dedicated to their Gods in a circular figure. Thus <hi>Numa Pompilius</hi> deuoted a round Tem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ple to the Maieſtie of <hi>Veſta.</hi> And <hi>Auguſtus Caeſar</hi> the like in honour of all the Gods: <hi>Pythagoras</hi> the better to expreſſe that God was eternall, commanded his Schollers that ſo oft as they accommodated them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelues to the worſhip of God, they ſhould turne them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelues round. The Turkes euery morning aſcend into an high Tower built in the faſhion of the <hi>Egyptian Pyramides,</hi> where they deuoutly ſalute their God and Mahomet, crying with a lowd and roaring voice, <hi>De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>us ſemper fuit, ſemper<expan>
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<pb n="5" facs="tcp:181127:4" rendition="simple:additions"/> true Eternitie by an intellectuall ſpheare, whoſe Cen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter was euery where, but without any circumference, becauſe he was the beginning and ende of all things, not bounded within any compaſſe, nor terminated in any limits. It was an vſuall cuſtome among the <hi>Naſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mons,</hi> an ancient people in <hi>Africa,</hi> that they coveted to dye ſitting, and would alwaie be buried in the ſame poſture ſitting in Cells vnderneath the earth, and this they did to fignifie by that vnmoueable geſture, that they ſhould now ſing a <hi>requiem</hi> from the buſineſſe of this troubleſome world, and had now ariued at the hauen of eternall quietneſſe: Thus we ſee how theſe miſerable heathen who had no other light but nature, no other guide but thoſe lame and corrupted princi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ples, which were left in them after the fall, did not<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>withſtanding according to their broken and weake apprehenſions, tire out themſelues in the expreſſion of Eternitie, and how euer they were vnhappily igno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rant in the waies of God in this life, yet they earneſtly laboured to know what ſhould become of themſelues hereafter, and to finde out the ſtate of the life to come: Oh how iuſtly might I (were it not a digreſſion) take vp a lamentation and deplore the wretched condition of our times, how ſhort doe wee fall, euen of the per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection of Heathens, what man is there amongſt vs, that caſteth forth ſo much as a thought vpon Eternity? wee liue here as if there were no life hereafter. Our Earth is our Heauen, and our pleaſures, our Para<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dice, we crowne our heads with roſe buds, wee eate of the fat, and drinke of the ſweet, and ſay in our hearts, no euill ſhall happen to vs, &amp; yet when we haue done
<pb n="6" facs="tcp:181127:5"/> all, <hi>Omnes humanae conſolationes ſunt deſolationes,</hi> Hearts eaſe will not growe in this earthly garden, the true reſt will not be found, but in the true place, the eternall Hieruſalem, ſound and entire contentment hath no rooting in this world. For as one hath it ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellently<note n="*" place="margin">Diſpone &amp; ordina omnia ſecundum tu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>um velle &amp; vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dere, &amp; non invenies, niſi ſemper a li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quid pati de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bere, autſpon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>te aut invite &amp; ita crucem ſemper inve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nies.</note> diſpoſe &amp; marſhall all things to thine own hearts deſire, yet ſhalt thou (doe what thou canſt) ſtill meet with ſome croſſe or preſure in the way. Since it is ſo, let vs not then determinate our affections in theſe earthly things, which are of no continuance, but let vs ſend our hearts before vs to thoſe heavenly manſions where they ſhall be crowned with fulneſſe of happineſſe, and ſhall ſwimme in ſtreames of plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſures for evermore. Certainely there is no true reſt but that which is eternall, &amp; the ſweeteſt refreſhment our ſoules can finde in this world, conſiſts in the ſeri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous meditation of the ioyes to come, in devoting our ſelues and all we haue to his ſeruice, from whom wee haue them, in truſting to him, and relying on him, for out of God the ſoule findes no reſting place to ſet her foot on, but every where ſtormes and waues, death &amp; hell abide her, when we haue improued our content<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments to the very height of our deſires, when we haue attained as much happineſſe as the world can giue vs, yet then may we be cut off perchance in the midſt of our daies, when our breaſts are full of milke, and our bones full of marrow, or ſuppoſe we ſpinne the thred of our life to a longer day, and God crowne vs here with the bleſſings of his left hand, the comforts of this life, and length of yeares, yea though all things fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour our longer continuance in this world, yet in the
<pb n="7" facs="tcp:181127:5" rendition="simple:additions"/> end time and age will ruine vs. Wee ſhall bring our yeares to an end, like a tale that is told, and ſhall vaniſh away like a ſhadow, though we liue many yeares, and in them all we reioice, yet in the end we ſhall remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber the daies of darkneſſe, ſaith <hi>Solomon,</hi> and the time ſhall come that the eye which ſaw vs, ſhall ſee vs no more.<note place="margin">Soles occide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>re &amp; redire poſſunt, nobis cum occidet, ſemel brevis lux, nox eſt perpetuo vna dormienda <hi>Cat.</hi>
                     </note> The Sunne ſets, and riſeth againe, but we alas when our glaſſe is runne, and the ſhort gleame of our ſommers day is ſpent, ſhall neuer returne till our laſt ſummons, when the dead ſhall heare the voice of the ſonne of God, and they that heare it ſhall liue, and come forth of their graues, they that haue done good to the reſurrection of life, and they that haue done e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vill to the reſurrection of condemnation, both to Eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nitie, and then ſhall follow that large day, that ſhall ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver ſhut in, that infinite continuation of time that ſhall neuer end, that vnlimited Eternitie, which ever hath beene, and is, and will be the ſame for euer, when the Sunne ſhall no more yeeld her light by day, nor the Moone her brightneſſe by night, but God ſhall be our light, and the Lord our glory. But oh the vnhappy condition of our age, who is there that ponders theſe things with a digeſted meditation, that lookes into the ſtate of his ſoule with a ſerious eye, that examines his conſcience, vnvaileth his heart, and conſidereth his waies. That endeauours to lay a good foundati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on for the time to come, wee ſtand at the doore of Eternitie, and while we liue, we are euery day entring into it, it's but a ſtroake of death &amp; we are gone, even in a moment, and whether? from our ſhort and fading delights, to an endleſſe, eaſeleſſe gulfe, where our
<pb n="8" facs="tcp:181127:6"/> worme ſhall never die, nor our fire ſhall neuer out. Now let all thoſe who ſwim in the ſtreames of their voluptuouſneſſe, putting far from them the evill day, who labour to expell from their hearts, and to ſtifle in the bud the ſad conſideration of their approaching infelicities, let them (I ſay) knowe, that they may fall into this vaſt gulfe of Eternitie, when they leaſt ſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect it; into which when once they haue vnhappily plunged themſelues, they may deſire redemption, but ſhall not finde it.<note place="margin">Poſtqaum iſtinc exceſſu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> fuerit, nullus poenitentiae locus, nullus ſatisfactionis effectus, <hi>Cyp.</hi>
                     </note> It ſhall be one of their torments, to know they ſhall never be out of torment. All the gold of Opher cannot purchaſe them one minute of reliefe from their vnexpreſſible miſeries. But now, euen now is the jubile, now is the accepted time, now is the pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mulgation of pardon, there remaines nothing for our parts, but to ſue it forth, we need not many hundred of yeares or number of daies to redeeme our miſpent time, and to waſh out our contracted pollutions, no, one day, may through Gods gratious favour, and lo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving indulgence, procure more mercy here, then Eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nitie of time may obtaine hereafter, one ſigh from a true ſorrowfull heart here, ſhall prevaile to diſcharge more debts, then infinite ages ſhall acquit or ſatisfie for hereafter. Here God with patience expects our repentance, but if we abuſe his forbearance and come not in, hereafter with trembling wee ſhall abide his judgement:</p>
                  <p>Let vs therefore be wiſe in time, and remember our creator in the daies of our youth, before the evill daies come, and the yeares approach, wherein wee ſhall ſay, we haue no pleaſure in them, before our duſt
<pb n="9" facs="tcp:181127:6" rendition="simple:additions"/> returne into the wombe from whence it came, and our lungs be locked vp into the breſtleſſe earth, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore that black and gloomy day, the day of death and diſſolution appeare to vs the which (if our timely re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pentance here prevent not our doome) will ſeale vp our ſoules to eternall darkneſſe. Let vs conſider that whereſoeuer we are, whatſoeuer wee goe about, wee ſtand euery minute of our time in the glorious pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence of an<note place="margin">Immanifeſtus omnia autem manifeſtans per omnia ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paret &amp; in omnibus.</note> incomprehenſible maieſtie, whoſe bright and moſt piercing eye, is ten thouſand times clearer then the Sunne, who knows all hearts, ſees all actions, vnderſtands all councells, viewes all perſons, there's not a word in the tongue, not a thought in the heart, not a ſparke of luſt in the fleſh, though neuer ſo ſoftly blowne, and ſecretly kindled, but he beholds it altoge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, he is all eare to heare, all hand to puniſh, &amp; when and where he pleaſe, all power to protect, and all grace to pardon, he that findes not his mercy, ſhall feele his fury: and who amongſt vs can dwell with devouring fire, who amongſt vs can dwell with everlaſting bur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nings?</p>
               </div>
               <div n="3" type="chapter">
                  <head>
                     <hi>CHAP. III.</hi> Expreſsing how all men doe naturally beleeue this Eternity.</head>
                  <p>WIthin theſe hundred yeares many nations haue beene diſcouered and many are diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered ſtill which were vnfound in former ages. Amongſt them ſome haue beene found to liue without law, without King, but yet none without
<pb n="10" facs="tcp:181127:7"/> ſome knowledge of God, and of ſome everlaſting be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing in the world to come. What moued the <hi>Brack<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mans</hi> in <hi>India,</hi> and the <hi>Magies</hi> amongſt the <hi>Perſians,</hi> to begin and end their vndertakings with prayers to God? What moued <hi>Publius Scipio</hi> never to enter into the Senate houſe before he had aſcended the <hi>Capitall,</hi> avowing that principle as conſtantly in his practiſe as he did in his knowledge, <hi>A Iove principium?</hi> What made <hi>Caligula</hi> (which threatned the aire if it rained on his game-plaies) yet, to runne vnder his bed, and wrap his cappe about his head at a clap of thunder? What moued <hi>Attillius Regulus</hi> (who had no other teacher then a naturall illumination) to preferre the obligation of his oath before the ſafty of his life, and rather then he would breake his ingaged word and promiſe to the <hi>Carthaginians,</hi> expoſe himſelfe to all the torments that the cruelty and malice of his eni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies could inflict vpon him? what moued the <hi>Sagun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tines</hi> a people of <hi>Arragon</hi> to that vndaunted reſoluti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on of theirs, who hauing plighted their faith and loy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>alty by ſolemne oath to the <hi>Romans,</hi> choſe rather to entombe themſelues voluntarily in a fire which they made in their Market place, then to breake their faith to the ſaid <hi>Romans</hi> which they had ſo ſolemnly ſwore and ſacredly avowed vnder their protection? what, I ſay, could moue theſe meere naturaliſts to ſuch a feare of an oath; to ſuch a trembling at Gods iudge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments, to ſuch auſterity, and care, and cenſorious cir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cumſpection in all their waies and actions, but that they naturally apprehended what they truly &amp; diſtin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctly vnderſtood not, <hi>viZ:</hi> Some immortall happineſſe
<pb n="11" facs="tcp:181127:7" rendition="simple:additions"/> and everlaſting being? and this they conceaued was beyond the mountaines, or aboue them, or in ſome o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther world, they knew not where, according as their ſeverall fancies led them.</p>
                  <p>Certainely they would never haue ſo much vnder<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>valued their earthly contentments, and ſold all the comforts of this life (as ſome of them did) at ſo cheap a rate, but that they truſted to ſome future reſt of more enduring ſubſtance after this life, and comforta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bly expected the immortall fruition of ſuch ioyes as ſhould abundantly countervaile the loſſe of all their pleaſures. When I revolue in my minde the <hi>Stoicall</hi> reſeruedneſſe, the moderation, the vnconquerable cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage of theſe miſerable <hi>Heathens,</hi> when I ſee <hi>Cleombro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tus</hi> in hope of immortalitie to tumble himſelfe vo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>luntarily downe a hill, when I ſee <hi>Socrates</hi> ſmile vpon his hemlocke, and fullen <hi>Scevola</hi> burne off his owne hand without euer gnaſhing his teeth at it, when I ſee <hi>Marcus Cato</hi> ſcorne his owne life becauſe his enimie gaue it him, and teare off the ſalue from his bleeding ſides, which his owne ſword had peirced: When I thus behold theſe vnhappy ſoules in the light of na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture, to conquer nature it ſelfe, and to build theſe their reſolutions vpo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> no other ground but the ſlender hope of ſome vnknowne contentment in the life to come, me thinkes theſe magnanimous acts of theirs howeuer they are not for the imitation of vs <hi>Chriſtians,</hi> yet doe they tend to our condemnation. Their hope did ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceed their knowledge, &amp; our knowledge doth exceed our practiſe. God hath revealed to vs the immortality of the ſoule, and the eternity to come, in a farre more
<pb n="12" facs="tcp:181127:8"/> cleare and perſpicuous manner, then euer to the hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>then Idolaters, and yet we leſſe regard it: what ſhould more affect vs here ſince our life is but a vapour, then to knowe what ſhall become of vs hereafter? and yet the conſideration hereof lies like a waight of lead vp<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on our ſoules; and we iudge the very thought hereof a burthen. Wee readily apprehend ſuch things as con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cerne vs in this world: our honours, our preferments, our pleaſures we looke on with a cheerefull eye: but alas with how ſlow and dull a pace doe we proceed in the purſuit of our future bleſſedneſſe? wee meet with many ſtops in our way, many turnings in our iourney: and the truth is wee muſt not expect to arriue at ſo happy a hauen without ſome ſtormes; but what are theſe to Eternitie that long day that ſhall neuer ſhut in; that <hi>vnum perpetuum hodie,</hi> that beginning ever in be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ginning, in which the bleſſed doe euerlaſtingly enioy their happineſſe, and renew their pleaſures, and the damned are alwaies dying yet never dye? O that the meditation of this our future ſtate could ſinke deepe enough into our hearts, that we would make that the obiect of our thoughts here, which muſt be the obiect of our accounts hereafter, that the ſenſe of our ſinnes were the chiefe matter of our ſorrowes, then ſhould we enioy an eternitie hereafter boundleſſe for time, endleſſe for happineſſe, where our ioyes ſhould bee ſuch, as ſhould neither change nor periſh.</p>
               </div>
               <div n="4" type="chapter">
                  <pb n="13" facs="tcp:181127:8" rendition="simple:additions"/>
                  <head>
                     <hi>CAP. IV.</hi> Explaining how Nature hath repreſented and ſhaddowed out Eternity to vs in ſome of the creatures.</head>
                  <p>NOw to the end wee ſhould bee the farther en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>couraged vnto the inquiſition of eternity, God hath not only planted the knowledge hereof in the hearts of the <hi>Heathens</hi> but hath alſo re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſented it in the nature of the creatures. For if wee ſearch with a narrow eye into the ſecrets of nature, how many things ſhall wee finde in the world; as liuely reſemblances, ſhadowing as it were, and trace<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing out vnto vs this eternity? <hi>Solinus</hi> reports of a ſtone in <hi>Arcadia</hi> which being once inflamed burnes perpetually. And of this matter were your burning lampes made, which continued (as <hi>Hiſtories</hi> ſpeake) ſo many hundreth yeares in ancient Sepulchers. Like herevnto in the nature of it is your <hi>Linum vivum,</hi> a certaine kinde of linnen knowne in <hi>India</hi> which is vncombuſtible, nay it is not only, not conſumed by the fire but it is as it were cleanſed and waſhed &amp; pu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rified by the heate thereof; and hence it was that the body of the ancient <hi>Romane Emperors</hi> when they were to be buried according to the funerall rites of thoſe times, were ſhrouded vp into ſuch linnen to preſerue their aſhes and to avoide a confuſion and mixture of their bodies with common duſt.</p>
                  <p>Behold, here nature it ſelfe ſuggeſts an eternity to thy ſoule, while it preſents to thee ſuch things as the
<pb n="14" facs="tcp:181127:9"/> fire cannot conſume, many other ſuch <hi>Symboles</hi> and repreſentations of immortality may bee found in the booke of the creatures. The <hi>Salamander</hi> liueth in the fire and periſheth not, thoſe famous hills in <hi>Sicily</hi> haue beene on fire continually, beyond the memory of man, and yet remaine whole and vnconſumed. The like we reade, of that <hi>O leum incombuſtibile</hi> (as <hi>Hiſtorians</hi> call it) an oyle that ever burnes, but will never waſte, &amp; of the matter of this was that burning torch compoſed, which was found in <hi>Tulliola,</hi> daugh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter of <hi>Cicero</hi> her ſepulcher: which continued burning fifteene hundreth yeares. Theſe and many other ſhad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dowes and traces of eternity, <hi>God</hi> hath vouchſafed vs to ſtirre vp our dead and drowſy hearts to a more ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>act inquiſition and ſerious conſideration of the time to come. For in the booke of the creature wee may ſee the power of the <hi>Creator</hi> and out of theſe particu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lar workes of his we may vnderſtand that, that <hi>God</hi> which hath endowed nature with ſuch admirable qualities can giue the fleſh alſo ſuch a condition, that it ſhall endure according to his mercifull diſpenſation either torments or happineſſe for evermore.</p>
                  <p>Now then to draw all this to an iſſue, ſince it is vn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>doubtedly true that <hi>God</hi> hath provided an everlaſting being for the ſoules of men in the world to come: ſince he hath engrauen the knowledge hereof as with an Iron pen in the conſciences of the <hi>Heathen,</hi> ſince he hath giuen vs ſo many liuely reſemblances and tra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces thereof in the ſecrets of nature, and in the workes of his creation, Oh how ſhould the meditation of this take vp our deepeſt thoughts, our refineſt affections?
<pb n="15" facs="tcp:181127:9" rendition="simple:additions"/> how ſhould this cauſe vs to reflect vpon our ſoules; to ponder our waies and with an vndazeled and vnde<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſembling eye throughly to trye and to deſcry cleare<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly our owne ſtate, whether we be already waſhed with the blood of <hi>Chriſt</hi> and enliuened with a ſupernatu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rall vigour and life of grace, or yet ly polluted in our owne blood?</p>
                  <p>Oh, how can any man be at reſt and quiet in his minde, till he be aſſured and ſecured in this point; ſince that vpon it depend his everlaſting eſtate in another world? our daies wee ſee are wouen with a ſlender thred, our time ſhort, our end vncertaine, and when the oyle in our lampes is ſpent, and our glaſſe runne out, then <hi>ex vnico momento pendet duplex aeternitas,</hi> we fly in a moment to an everlaſting being either in horror or happineſſe, where wee ſhall receiue accor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding to the workes of our hands. If wee haue appro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved our ſelues ſincere in <hi>Gods</hi> ſervice, iuſt in our acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, diligent in our callings, faithfull in our promi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes, wee ſhall then attaine the end of our faith, the ſal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vation of our ſoules; and the conſcience of our well ſpent life, ſhall at that diſmall day repleniſh our ſoules with abundance of conſolations.</p>
                  <p>Then all our teares ſhall bee wiped from our eyes; what we haue ſowed in ſorrow, we ſhall reape in ioy, when we haue finiſhed our courſe &amp; ended our com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bate with ſinne and death: then ſhall our crowne bee ſure, our victory glorious, and our triumph <hi>Eternall;</hi> our graue ſhall be but as a ſweet refreſhing place to our wearied bodies, and death ſhall be our day ſtarre to everlaſting brightneſſe.</p>
                  <pb n="16" facs="tcp:181127:10"/>
                  <p>But on the other ſide; if wee haue in the whole courſe of our warfare here, expended our pretious time in the ſervice of ſinne and Sathan, and crumbled away the beſt and choiceſt of our yeares in the luſts of the fleſh, and ſports of vanity; then the iſſue of all will be death, and our end deſtruction. Our mirth wil be turned into wormewood, and our ioy into heaui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe: all our delights in this earth ſhall vaniſh as the flower, our ſun ſhall ſet in a cloud, and our daies of iol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity and contentation ſhall irrecoverably be involued and turned into perpetuall darkneſſe.</p>
               </div>
               <div n="5" type="chapter">
                  <head>
                     <hi>CHAP. V.</hi> Containing a ſhort digreſsion touching the eternity of the damned.</head>
                  <p>AND here it will not be vnſeaſonable, nor any digreſſion from the point in hand to conſider with our ſelues, for our better encouragement to the waies of holineſſe, the condition of that eterni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty which the damned haue in hell. O the vnhappy and ever deplorable ſtate of thoſe poore ſoules, who feele nothing for the preſent but wrath and vengeance, and can expect nothing to come but the vialls of <hi>Gods</hi> in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dignation to be powred on them, in a fuller meaſure for ever after!<note place="margin">Nec qui tor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quet, aliquan do fatigatur, nec qui tor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>que tuc, a li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quando mori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tur, <hi>Bernard. meditat. cap,</hi> 3.</note> And that which addes abundant weight to their miſeries is; they ſhall burne but not diminiſh; they ſhall lye buried in their flames, but not conſume; they ſhall ſeeke death, but ſhall not finde it: they ſhall deſire it, but it ſhall flye from them: their puniſhment conſiſts not in the indurance of any pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>per
<pb n="17" facs="tcp:181127:10" rendition="simple:additions"/> or peculiar paine, but in the accumulation &amp; heap of innumerable torments together. All the faculties of the ſoule, all the ſenſes of the body ſhall haue their ſeuerall puniſhments, and that which is more, vnſepa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable, and more then that, eternall: There ſhall bee <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> degrees in their torments, but the leaſt ſhal be infinite. For as the wrath and diſpleaſure of <hi>God</hi> toward them is everlaſting, ſo ſhall their preſſures be. They enioy an <hi>eternity</hi> like the <hi>Saints,</hi> but not the <hi>Saints eternity;</hi> for their eternity ſhall beginne in horror, and proceed in confuſion: their eternity ſhall purchaſe and yeeld to them no other fruit but yellings and lamentations, &amp; woe. Their <hi>eternity</hi> is ſuch as turnes all things into its owne nature: for all things where the damned doe in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>habit are eternall. The fire is eternall: for the breath of God like a riuer of brimſtone hath kindled it, and it ſhall neuer goe out night nor day; but the ſmoake thereof ſhall aſcend for euer. The worme is eternall, for the conſcience of the damned ſhall be everlaſting<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly tormented with the ſenſe of their ſinne: Their worme dieth not, (ſaith the <hi>Prophet</hi>) and their fire ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver goeth out. The priſon wherein they are incloſed is eternall. The prayers of the <hi>Church</hi> could open the priſon doores to <hi>Peter,</hi> but no prayers can pierce theſe walls, no power can ouerthrowe them, no time can ruine them; out of Hell is no redemption, no ranſome, no deliuery, <hi>Cruciantur damnati, cruciantur in aeter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>num.</hi> This is the laſt ſentence of the <hi>Iudge,</hi> his irrevo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cable decree, his immutable and eternall <hi>Iudgement</hi> vpon the damned, which ſhall neuer bee reuerſed:<note place="margin">Adeſſe intole<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rabile, abeſſe impoſſibile.</note> there is no appeale will lye from this <hi>Iudge;</hi> there is
<pb n="18" facs="tcp:181127:11"/> no reverſing this judgement, when the ſentence is once paſt it ſtands for <hi>eternity;</hi> Hence it was that the ancient <hi>Church</hi> repeated this ſentence often in their di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vine ſervice, <hi>Peccantem me quotidie, &amp; non me peniten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tem, timor mortis conturbat me quia in inferno nulla eſt redemptio.</hi> Whilſt I daily ſinne but repent not daily as I ought, the feare of death amazeth me, becauſe af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter this life ended, out of hell is no redemption. The blood of <hi>Chriſt</hi> ſhed on <hi>Golgotha,</hi> is fully ſufficient to ſaue all man-kinde, but it belongs not to the damned. If therefore the yoake of repentance ſeeme not ſweet to thee (ſaith S<hi rend="sup">t</hi> 
                     <hi>Bernard</hi>) thinke on that yoake which thou ſhalt be ſure to ſuffer, which is Goe yee curſed into eternal fire. But the moſt deplorable thing which is eternall in hell, is the irrevocable loſſe of the beati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ficall preſence of <hi>God,</hi> the eternall priuation of <hi>Gods</hi> ſight, the vncomfortable want whereof, doth more grieue their hearts, and wound their afflicted ſoules, then all their bodily torments. Thus wee ſee the vn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>happy eſtate and condition of the damned in the other world, and how the higheſt linke in all this chaine of ſorrowes, wherewith they are enuironed, is the miſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable perpetuitie of their torments, when their reſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſſe thoughts haue carefully runne through many thouſands of yeares, yet will they not then enioy one day, one little houre, one minute of reſt and reſpirati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on. Everlaſting darkneſſe is their portion, they beginne and end alike, with weeping and gnaſhing of teeth. Now ſince this is certainely true, is it poſſible that man ſhould be ſo forgetfull of <hi>God</hi> and himſelfe? Can he ſo farre degenerate into a beaſt, and indurate into a
<pb n="19" facs="tcp:181127:11" rendition="simple:additions"/> ſtone, as to read theſe things and not beleeue them, or beleeue theſe things and not to tremble? Can the knowledge of theſe things ſwim in our braine with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out a ſerious and ſound digeſtion of them into our hearts? when we ſee, and knowe, and beleeue, that in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>explicable, eternall, endleſſe, eaſeleſſe horrors, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out true and vnfained repentance, abide vs hereafter; and on the other ſide we knowe not, nor can poſſibly diſcerne with how ſpeedy and ſwift a foot our end approacheth, nor how ſuddenly wee ſhall be ſummo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned to giue the world our euerlaſting farwell; How can ſo ſad and important a conſideration as this, poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeſſe our thoughts and not torment them? or how can this chuſe but imbitter our deareſt pleaſures, &amp; croſſe our indulgence to our ſenſuall affections? Did we but reaſon a while with our ſoules, and euery one of vs in a particular application ſay within himſelfe: I am here floating like a ſhip in the ſea of this world ballaſed on every ſide with the cares and diſquietings &amp; preſſures of this life, and I ſayle on with full courſe towards the hauen of Eternity, one little blaſt of death is able to plunge me irrecouerably into this bottomeleſſe gulfe, where one houres torment will infinitely exceed (for the paine of it) an hundred yeares bitter repentance. And ſhall I now thus ſtanding vpon the very battle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments of hell, melt in my delights, cheere vp my ſelfe in the dayes of my youth, ſhall I tyre out my ſpirits, trifle out my pretious time, rob mine eyes of their be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>loued ſleepe for ſuch things, to the which the time will come, when I muſt bid an euerlaſting farewell? Me thinks the thorough meditation of our future ſtate
<pb n="20" facs="tcp:181127:12"/> ſhould euen ſtrangle our ſenſuall ioyes in vs, &amp; with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>drawe our hearts from the embracements of this world, eſpecially when wee ſhall to our endleſſe ſor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>row vnderſtand, our deareſt contents muſt cloſe at the laſt in death and confuſion, and all our precedent plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſures ſhall yeeld vs no other fruit but their bitter re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>membrance to augment our ſorrowes.</p>
               </div>
               <div n="6" type="chapter">
                  <head>
                     <hi>CAP. 6.</hi> Wherein the queſtion is anſwered wherefore a finite ſinne, is recompenſed with an infinite puniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, wherein alſo is farther ſhewed that the ſeverity of Gods iuſtice therein doth no waie diminiſh the greatneſſe of his mercy,</head>
                  <p>NOW here ariſeth a queſtion to bee reſolved; how comes it to paſſe, that our mercifull and gratious <hi>God,</hi> who is ſo infinite in his good<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe and ſo abundant in his loue, whoſe praiſes the Prophet <hi>David</hi> amplifies in his 136. pſalme, twenty ſeauen times together, with this concluſion; <hi>for his mercy endureth for ever,</hi> how can it ſtande, that this our God, whoſe mercy is thus exalted aboue all his workes, ſhould be thus infinitely mercifull, and yet ſo infinitely iuſt too, as to inflict vpon a finite ſinne an infinite puniſhment, that he ſhould continue milli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons of yeares, yea to <hi>everlaſtingneſſe,</hi> in the avenge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of thoſe ſinnes which were committed as it were in a moment of time, ſo that hee who hath of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fended
<pb n="21" facs="tcp:181127:12" rendition="simple:additions"/> but temporally, ſhould bee bound to ſuffer paines eternally? I anſwere, wee ſhall ſufficiently vin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dicate and cleare <hi>Gods</hi> righteous dealing towards vs herein, if wee meaſure his iuſtice but by our owne rules:<note place="margin">Scelus non temporis lon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gitudine ſed iniquitatis magnitudine metiendum eſt. <hi>Aug. de Ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vitat. Des lib.</hi> 21 <hi>cap.</hi> 11.</note> for doth any law proportion out the time of puniſhment to the time only in which the offence is commited, and ſo meaſure the continuance of the pennalty by the time of the fault? Shall the priſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner lye no longer in the Goale, then he is committing his villanie? Doe not wee here amongſt vs often ſee ſome offences which were ſuddenly thought of and as ſoone executed, yet puniſhed with endleſſe date<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſſe baniſhments, which in compariſon to this life beare a proportion with eternity? Now if the wiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dome of man doth follow this rule in proportioning of puniſhments, weighing offences by the fowlenes of the fact, Shall wee denie <hi>God</hi> the righteous <hi>Iudge</hi> of all the world the ſame liberty over the workes of his owne hands? Againe if this will not ſatisfie our in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quiſitiue mindes, let vs but take our owne hearts to taske, and ſifte them to the bottome, and impartially weigh what a world of pollution and deceipte and perverſeneſſe is lodged in them, and then certainely wee ſhall finde matter enough againſt our ſelues with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out farther inquiry for our endleſſe condemnation: our owne conſciences will teſtify to the confuſion of our faces, that iuſt is the <hi>Lord,</hi> and iuſt are his <hi>Iudge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments,</hi> that all the waies of the <hi>Lord</hi> are mercy and truth,<note place="margin">Nec iniuſta e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ius gratia nec crudelis poteſt eſſe iuſtitia. <hi>Aug. de Civit. Dei</hi> lib. 21. c. 11.</note> that his grace is not vniuſt nor his Iuſtice cru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ell: Adde herevnto that the fault of its owne nature is infinite, becauſe it is a ſinne againſt an infinite maie<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſty?
<pb n="22" facs="tcp:181127:13"/> 
                     <hi>Gods</hi> Iuſtice being infinite, the violation thereof by ſinne muſt needs contract an infinite debt; becauſe in ſinning we rob God of his glory, which wee muſt needs repaie him againe: Now the ſatisfaction of an infinite debt, muſt needs bee infinite either in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect of time or meaſure; And becauſe a finite veſſell is not able to hold or comprehend an infinite wrath foraſmuch as wee cannot beare <hi>Gods</hi> indignation, <hi>propter immenſitatem doloris,</hi> wee muſt of neceſſity ſatisfie his Iuſtice, <hi>duratione temporis;</hi> the long con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinuance of our ſufferings muſt ſupply what is want<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing in the weight of our puniſhments. Againe he that dies in his ſinne without repentance, offends as much as if he had ſinned eternally, <hi>quia omnis peccator eſt in aeternum, ſi in aeternum vixiſſet, in aeternum peccaſſet; i.e.</hi> had hee liued eternally, his ſinne had extended to the length of his daies<note place="margin">Peccandi vo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>luntatem non amiſit ſed vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tam. <hi>Greg.</hi>
                     </note> for a man ſooner ceaſeth to liue then to loue his ſinne, and therefore God may iuſtly after many thouſand yeares torments in Hell, iterate their torments to the damned: becauſe if they had longer abode in their ſinfull fieſh, they would ſtill haue perpetuated their ſinfull tranſgreſſions. Oh let not then ſinfull fleſh contend with its maker, let not vs prye into the heavens, nor curiouſly ſearch into the ſecrets of <hi>Gods</hi> will, to finde a reaſon of the obligation of a ſinner to perpetuall puniſhment, but rather in the lowlines of our heartes crie out with <hi>Daniell,</hi> O <hi>Lord</hi> righteouſneſſe belongs vnto thee, but to vs open ſhame, becauſe wee haue rebelled againſt thee: let vs caſt downe our ſoules at the foote of his grace, and humbly acknowledge in the ſence of our
<pb n="23" facs="tcp:181127:13" rendition="simple:additions"/> deformities, that juſt is the <hi>Lord,</hi> &amp; juſt are his judge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments. Our weake vnderſtandings can no way fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thome the depth of his counſells; his wiſdome is vn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſearchable and all his waies are truth: but did we truly apprehend the nature of our ſinnes, wee would never repine at the weight of <hi>Gods</hi> Iudgements, for whereas <hi>God</hi> made man a noble creature, both beautifull and glorious, and after ſtamped on him his owne Image, righteouſneſſe and true holineſſe, how ſtrangely hath his ſinne diſrobed him of all his excellencies, what rebellion hath it ſetled in all his members, what ſtaines and pollutions hath it wrought in all his faculties? It is our ſinne which hath vnioynted the confedera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cies and ſocieties of the dumbe creatures, and hath armed them with an antipathy and rebellion one a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt another. It is ſinne which hath ſo ſtrangely al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tered the manners and conditions of our times, that hath turned mens browes into braſſe, and their hearts into ſtones, and their hands into blood, and their tongues into Scorpions. It is ſin which hath wrought ſuch a confuſion and Chaos in all things vnder the Sunne, which hath changed truth into flattery, ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtances into formes, nature into arte, decency into new fangledneſſe, renting of hearts into cutting of gar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments. It is ſinne I ſay which in this our age hath diſſolued thoſe ſweete obligations of peace and cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reſpondency, which were formerly knitte betweene our neighbour nations, and inſteede thereof hath ſent in, fire and ſword amongſt them; &amp; that hath rowled vp within theſe few yeares ſo many Noble ſpirits in thoſe parts into blood and deſtruction. And laſtly it
<pb n="24" facs="tcp:181127:14"/> is our ſin that ſhall at that laſt &amp; dreadfull day turne the very Elements into fire, and the whole frame of this world with all the things therein, into their pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitiue Chaos and Originall Confuſion.</p>
                  <p>Oh that wee did ſeriouſly conſider of, and ſound<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly digeſt the meditation of theſe things! For had wee but hearts to vnderſtande, and eyes to ſee the deformity of our ſinnes and did vnpartially compare the ſtaine and pollution of them with the pureneſſe of <hi>Gods</hi> nature, and the brightneſſe of his Maieſty, how ſhould wee be confounded in our ſoules, with the ſight of our owne filthineſſe? How ready ſhould we be rather to admire <hi>Gods</hi> patience then queſtion his ſeverity? How ſhould wee tremble at his glorious preſence; and dread his power, and iuſtly feare what wee haue worthily deſerued, his everlaſting iudge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, ſince our pollutions haue moved him to ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>horre the workes of his owne hands and to diſtaine the beauty of his owne creation? But if now on the o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther ſide wee adviſedly looke into <hi>Gods</hi> gratious pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceedings towards vs, and his louing indulgence in reſtraining his incenſed diſpleaſure, notwithſtanding our infinite provocations, and in ſhewing vs a way to eſcape his fury; I know not whether wee ſhall finde greater cauſe to vindicate his juſtice, or admire his mercy. For true it is, as ſaith Saint <hi>Aguſtine,</hi>
                     <note place="margin">Deus adeo bonus eſt vt malum nun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quam ſineret niſi adeo po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tens fuiſſet; vt ex malo bonum elice<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ret. <hi>Aug.</hi>
                     </note> Soe <hi>Good</hi> is our <hi>God,</hi> that he would never haue ſuffered vs to fall had not his power bene ſuch, that hee could extract matter out of our ſinfulneſſe to advance his owne glory. Oh how vnſearchable, how botomleſſe, how ſurpaſſing the apprehenſion of men and Angells
<pb n="25" facs="tcp:181127:14" rendition="simple:additions"/> is the loue of <hi>God</hi> towards vs! whither can wee goe? which way can wee caſt our eyes, where wee ſhall not behold the admirable foote-ſteps of his mercy? If wee looke vpward, his mercy reacheth vnto the Heavens, ſaith <hi>David:</hi> If downeward, they that goe downe into the deepe ſee the wonders of <hi>God,</hi> ſaith the ſame <hi>Prophet,</hi> and his mercies in the great waters. If round about vs, thoſe that put their truſt in the <hi>Lord,</hi> mercy embraceth them on every ſide. And hence it is that the Apoſtle Saint <hi>Paul</hi> to the <hi>Epheſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ans,</hi> ſo diverſly amplifies the loue of <hi>God</hi> in ſeverall places of that Epiſtle, by ſundry appellations or epi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thites, as his loue, his greate loue, his abundant loue, his loue paſſing knowledge: againe, the riches of his glory, the riches of his grace, the riches of his mercy; <hi>God</hi> who is mercifull ſaith the Apoſtle, who is rich in mercy through his loue, his great loue, even when wee were dead by ſinnes hath quickned vs to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gether in <hi>Chriſt Eph.</hi> 2.4.</p>
                  <p>The Apoſtle alſo in the ſame Epiſtle and firſt chapter expreſſeth the Lord, great in his power, abun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dant in his wiſdome, but rich, exceeding rich in his mercy. And why rich in mercy only? Is not the Lord rich in <hi>Angells,</hi> rich in the <hi>Saints,</hi> rich in the <hi>Heavens?</hi> Hath he not created the Cloudes, founded the Seas, wiſely compoſed the whole frame of nature? And is he yet rich only in mercy? True it is; the earth is the Lords and the fulneſſe thereof, all that wee haue, all that wee are, is his; but his mercy hath an excellency in it aboue all his creatures; yea (if I may ſo ſpeake) a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>boue all his attributes, aboue his Iuſtice; Mercy (ſaith
<pb n="26" facs="tcp:181127:15"/> the Apoſtle) reioyceth againſt condemnation: A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>boue his power; <hi>Iacob</hi> wreſtled with God and over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>came him; aboue his greatnes; for he hu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>bled himſelfe to take our nature on him; yea aboue all his earthly creatures; for his mercy reacheth to the Cloudes, there is nothing doth more illuſtrate <hi>Gods</hi> omnipo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tency then his mercy. It was noe marvaile that <hi>God</hi> ſhould make the Heauens becauſe hee is power it ſelfe, or that he ſhould frame the earth; becauſe hee is ſtrength it ſelfe; or that he ſhould governe the times becauſe he is wiſdome it ſelfe, or that he ſhould giue breath to all creatures, becauſe he is life it ſelfe; But herein chiefly is <hi>God</hi> to be magnified, that hee who is infinitely iuſt, ſhould yet bee mercifull to ſinners; yea to ſinners while they wallow in their blood; while they reſt in ſinnes, while they haue no eye to looke after him, no heart to embrace him, no foote to follow him, no tongue to glorifie him, but lye woeful<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly plunged in the dregs of their pollutions? Oh the vnſpeakable goodneſſe of our <hi>God,</hi> who hath ſo gra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiouſly invited thoſe ſheepe, who are ſo vnhappily ſtrayed from him: nay who doth with a<note place="margin">Omnipoten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiſſima facili<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tate homines ad ſcipſum convertit Deus, &amp; vo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lentes ex no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lentibus facit. <hi>Aug. ad vita.</hi>
                     </note> louing vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lence irreſiſtably call thoſe who haue trampled on his graces, and reiected his loue. But what ſhould moue the creator of all things who hath beene thus infinite<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly provoked, who is armed both with power to ſtrike; and meanes to be avenged, to compaſſionate his enimies? Certainely there is, there can be no o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther reaſon alleadged, but that which <hi>David</hi> ſo of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ten iterates, <hi>becauſe he is gratious, &amp; his mercy endur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eth for ever.</hi> But alas how (may the afflicted ſoule
<pb n="27" facs="tcp:181127:15" rendition="simple:additions"/> ſay) can his goodneſſe extend to mee who am nothing but wormes and duſt, and woundes and ſores and cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ruption? Who can giue him no oblation but my ſinnes, no ſacrifice but my ſorrow? What confidence now can I haue in this loue, what ſtrength in this mer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cy? Who ever thou art, that art thus, and no better diſpoſed to receiue the grace of thy God, bring forth this ſmall proviſion, offer this ſacrifice vpon the Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter. Since thou haſt nothing elſe to part with ſurren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der vp thy ſinnes, yeeld him thy luſts, renounce thy whole intereſt in thy ſinfull delights, in thy immode<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rate affections<note place="margin">Nullius rei tantum in in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferno eſt, quantum pto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>priae volunta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tis. <hi>Alſted.</hi>
                     </note> and then thy ſorrowfull ſpirit ſhall be a ſacrifice to <hi>God,</hi> thy wounded and broken heart hee will not deſpiſe; <hi>I am with him</hi> ſaith the Lord, <hi>who is of an humble ſpirit and that trembleth at my wordes.</hi> Wee haue his owne word for his mercy, wee haue his promiſe for it, wee haue his oath for it. He is faithfull ſaith the Apoſtle, who hath promiſed; hee is faithfull, hee cannot deny himſelfe. The Apoſtle ſaith not, hee cannot deny his mercy, but hee cannot deny himſelfe. If hee were any thing but mercy, then hee might deny his mercy, though hee did not deny himſelfe: but now by not denying himſelfe he giueth mercy, who by not giuing mercy ſhould deny him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelfe. And thus we ſee how <hi>God</hi> is faithfull and cannot deny himſelfe.<note place="margin">Superare ſeip<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ſum poteſt de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſertos miſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rando, nega<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>e ſeipſum non poteſt miſeri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cordiam dele<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rendo.</note> He may overcome himſelfe by pitty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the forſaken ones, but he cannot deny himſelfe by forſakeing his pitty. For how can he deny him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelfe to vs, who hath given himſelfe for vs? How can he deny vs his mercy, who hath given vs his life?</p>
               </div>
               <trailer>The end of the firſt booke.</trailer>
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               <head>THE SECOND BOOKE OF <hi>ETERNITY.</hi>
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                  <head>
                     <hi>CHAP. I.</hi> Containing an Exhortation to holineſse grounded vpon the conſideration of Eternity.</head>
                  <p>
                     <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>HE very ſoule and life of Chri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtianity conſiſts in the life of a Chriſtian, as for outward forma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lities, they plauſibly ſerue to ſhew forth a good man to the eye of the world, but cannot make him ſuch; it's true, externall acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons adorne our profeſſions: but it is, where grace and goodneſſe ſeaſons them, otherwiſe, where the ſappe and juyce and vigour of religion is not ſetled in the ſoule, a man is but like a goodly heart-ſhaken <hi>Oake,</hi> whoſe beauty will turne into rottenneſſe, and his end will be the fire. It was the ſaying of <hi>Machia<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vell;</hi> that the appearance of vertue was more to be de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſired then vertue it ſelfe. But <hi>Socrates a meere</hi> natura<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liſt,
<pb n="29" facs="tcp:181127:16" rendition="simple:additions"/> aduiſed better, who ſaid, the good man is onely wiſe. Certainely our glorious ſhewes, and high ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plauſes, and exaltations amongſt the ſonnes of men will proue but miſerable comforters in the cloſe of our age, when the daies of darkneſſe come. O then as we reſpect the eternall welfare of our poore ſoules,<note place="margin">Qualis videri vis talis eſſe debes. <hi>Gerb. Med.</hi>
                     </note> let vs bee what wee would ſeeme. Let vs turne our words into actions, our knowledge into affection, and our ſpeculation into practiſe. Let vs not only in a ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nerall and confuſed manner acknowledge <hi>God,</hi> but rather labour to know him; let vs not think it enough to beleeue that <hi>Chriſt</hi> came as a <hi>Saviour</hi> into the world, but endeauour rather by a peculiar, perſonall, and applicatiue faith to make him our owne. Alas what availes it my ſoule, that <hi>Chriſt</hi> ſhed forth his blood for the ſinnes of many; if he died not for mee? What ioy to my heart, that Chriſt is riſen for the iu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtification of ſinners, if hee be not my portion?<note place="margin">Non prodeſt Chriſti reſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rectio, niſi in te quoque Chriſtus re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſurgat. <hi>Gerb. Med.</hi>
                     </note> what comfort to my diſtreſſed conſcience that <hi>Chriſt</hi> is come a light into the world, if I ſit in darkneſſe and in the ſhadow of death? What confidence of protection can I haue from hence, that <hi>Chriſt</hi> is a carefull ſheap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>heard ouer his flock, if I am none of that ſheepfold? O then let it be the chiefe deſire of our ſoules,<note place="margin">Sit ſcopus vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tae Chriſtus, quem ſequa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ris in via vt aſſequaris in patria.</note> and the vt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moſt extent of our endeauours, not onely to confeſſe <hi>Chriſt,</hi> but to bring him home to our hearts, to feele him, to affect him, to liue in him, to depend on him, to be co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>formable to him: let vs willingly heare &amp; cheer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully follow the voice of that ſweet guid, who is both the way, &amp; the iournies end; that louing Phyſitian who comes to our wounded conſciences with healing in
<pb n="30" facs="tcp:181127:17"/> his wings; that meeke and tender Lambe, who powred forth for vs teares of anguiſh, &amp; teares of loue; teares of anguiſh to redeeme our ſoules, and teares of loue to compaſſionate our miſeries. Now what a preſſing perſwaſion haue we here to liue vnto him, who thus died for vs; to make him our ioy who hath borne our ſorrowes; to fix him in our hearts, who for our ſakes was fixed to the Croſſe?<note place="margin">Totus tibi fi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gatur in cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>de, qui totus prote figeba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tur in cruce.</note> How ſhould wee mourne in our ſoules, and weepe in ſecret for him, <hi>quem totus mundus, tota elementa lugebant,</hi> at whoſe ſufferings the graues opened, the Sunne ſhut in his light, the earth trembled, and the whole frame of heauen in his na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture and kinde expreſſed its ſorrow. One of the <hi>Rabins</hi> when hee read what bitter torments the <hi>Meſsias</hi> ſhould ſuffer when he came into the world (cried out) <hi>veniat Meſsias at ego non videam,</hi> Let the <hi>Meſsias</hi> come, but let me not ſee him. Did his torments ſeeme ſo diſmall to the ſpectator, what were they then in the ſufferer? If ſo gaſtly to the ſight what were they in the ſuſtaining? But what ſhould we doe now? Shall we raile on <hi>Iudas</hi> that betrayed him, or on <hi>Peter</hi> that denied him, or the <hi>Iewes</hi> that pierced him, or the <hi>Apo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtles</hi> that forſooke him? No, no; let vs looke into our owne hearts, examine our owne waies: Doe wee not make his wounds bleed afreſh with our ſinnes? doe we not nayle him to the Croſſe againe with our pol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lutions? doe we not grind him in our oppreſſions, and as it were maſſacre him in our murders? What ſinne haue we euer forſaken for his ſake; what inordinate affection haue we abandoned for his loue? Can we ſay and ſay truly that wee euer ſpared a diſh from our bel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lies,
<pb n="31" facs="tcp:181127:17" rendition="simple:additions"/> or one houre from our ſleepe, or one faſhion from our backs, for his ſake? And doe wee thus requite our redeemer?<note place="margin">Deus tuus parvus factus eſt, &amp; tu te magnificas exinaniuit ſe maieſtas &amp; tu vermiculus intumeſcis.</note> Was <hi>Chriſt</hi> ſtretched on the Croſſe, and ſhall we ſtretch our ſelues on beds of doune? Did Chriſt ſuck downe vineger for vs, and ſhall we ſurfet with plenty? Was Chriſt crowned with thornes, and ſhall we crowne our ſelues with Roſe buds? O let it ſhame vs to beare ſo dainty a body vnder ſo dolefull a head: but let vs conforme our ſelues to his life, and let our conuerſation bee anſwerable to his doctrine. Let vs fix our eie on this true Serpent, and faſten our hold on this ſure anker. Let vs looke vp vnto <hi>Ieſus</hi> the author and finiſher of our faith: Where our trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure is, there let our hearts be alſo. We haue an ineſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mable price, a glorious inheritance ſet before vs, let vs carefully embrace all thoſe meanes that may fur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther our progreſſe, as the hearing of the word, recea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving of the Sacraments, earneſt and conſtant prayer to <hi>Almighty God:</hi> Let vs ſtriue as we ought, preſſe for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ward with all violence. The woman in the Goſpell which was ſo long viſited with her bloudy iſſue, it was her holy<note place="margin">Victa eſt ad violentiam, quia violenta ad victoriam.</note> violence and preſſing our <hi>Saviour</hi> that procured her health for her body and pardon for her ſoule: Let this be our endeauour, let vs neuer thinke our ſelues farre enough in the way to heauen, but pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pare our hearts ſtill, and lay hold on euery aduantage that may further vs in our iourney. Behold now is the acceptable time, now is the day of ſaluation, whilſt you haue time then doe good vnto all: whilſt you haue the light, walke as children of the light: Iudge thy ſelfe here, that thou bee not iudged of the Lord
<pb n="32" facs="tcp:181127:18"/> hereafter. Let not thy eies ſlumber, nor thy temples take any reſt, till thou haſt found out an habitation in thy heart for the mighty <hi>God</hi> of <hi>Iacob.</hi> Remember him as <hi>David</hi> did, in thy bed, and thinke vpon him when thou art waking: <hi>God</hi> ſaid of the Church of <hi>Thyatira,</hi> I gaue her time to repent of her fornication, and ſhe repented not. O let vs not giue our good <hi>God</hi> the like occaſion to ſecond the ſame complaint againſt vs. Behold <hi>God</hi> now graciouſly calls vs and offers vs his mercy: Behold the ſpouſe comes, let vs goe forth to meet him: He ſtands at the doore, and knocks, let vs ariſe and open ſpeedily to our beloued, to day while it is called to day, let vs heare his voice, let vs not put off our time, as <hi>Felix</hi> did S<hi rend="sup">t</hi> 
                     <hi>Paul, goe for this preſent time, &amp; whe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> I haue a convenient leaſure I will heare thee,</hi> as if the time preſent were not the fitteſt. Let vs not ſtifle the checks of our conſciences, or ſay, as <hi>Feſtus</hi> to <hi>Agrippa, to morrow thou ſhalt heare him,</hi>
                     <note place="margin">Non quaerit Deus dilatio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nem in voce corvina, ſed confeſſionem in gemitu Columbino.</note> All procra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtinations in this caſe are dangerous: Let vs therefore take hold of ſaluation, whilſt occaſion ſerues vs. If we ſhut out our welbeloued he will be gone. Therefore let our hearts euen melt within vs, whilſt he ſpeakes to vs in his word; if we anſwer not when he calls vs, then ſhall we call and he will not anſwer. The <hi>Storke</hi> and the <hi>Crane,</hi> and the <hi>Swallow</hi> in the ayre know their ſea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons and obſerue their appointed times, how much more ſhould man, eſpecially ſince times &amp; moments, how long we ſhall enioy them, are not in our owne power, but in the power of God. The Angell in the Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>velation ſwore by him, that liueth foreuer, that time ſhould be no more, the time paſt can neuer be recalled,
<pb n="33" facs="tcp:181127:18" rendition="simple:additions"/> let vs therefore take the preſent time: For the time paſt was and is not, the time preſent is, but ſhall not be, and of the future wee can promiſe to our ſelues no fruition. But alas ſuch is our blindneſſe, ſuch an obdu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ration is growne over our hearts, that wee vnderſtand theſe things, but feele them not; wee haue them ſwim<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ming in our minds, but imbrace them not in our af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fections. The beſt of vs may take vp that complaint of Saint <hi>Auguſtine,</hi>
                     <note place="margin">Teneo in me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moria, ſcribo in charta, ſed non habeo in vita. <hi>Aug.</hi>
                     </note> who averred of himſelfe, that his deſires were better then his practiſe, our vowes are in heauen, but our hearts on earth; our deſires are to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards our home, but our endeavours flagge in the way, and we faint in our iourney: wee haue heavenly hopes; but earthly affections; wee all couet after hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pineſſe, but wee would take no paines for it; wee would enioy Chriſt in his benefits, but wee refuſe to partake with him in his ſufferings; <hi>volumus aſsequi Chriſtum, ſed non ſequi,</hi> wee would ſhare willingly with our <hi>Saviour</hi> in his Crowne, but not in his com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bat; nay oftentimes wee inſtance <hi>God</hi> for ſuch graces as we are loath to obtaine: like Saint <hi>Auguſtine,</hi> who prayed for continency with a proviſo, Lord giue me continency but not yet; nay ſuch is our intolerable ſinfulneſſe, and pollution of heart, that at the ſame inſtant, when our hands are lift vp to God for the par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don of old ſinnes, our heads are working in the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>triving of new; as <hi>Salvian</hi> hath it, <hi>dum verbis praeter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ita mala plangimus, ſenſu futura meditamur.</hi> Thus we draw nigh to God with our lipps, when our hearts are farre from him, our affections are buried in the things of this life. Excellent is that ſaying of <hi>Iſidorus,</hi>
                     <pb n="34" facs="tcp:181127:19"/>
                     <note place="margin">Regnum hoc ſempiternu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ex omni parte beatum eſt, omnibus pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſſum, &amp; ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men de illo altum inter nos ſilentium quotus quiſ<expan>
                           <am>
                              <g ref="char:abque"/>
                           </am>
                           <ex>que</ex>
                        </expan> enim eſt qui de hoc com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>memorat, hoc vxori, hoc li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>beris, toti hoc familiae incul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cat. <hi>Iſid.</hi> Coelum neg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligimus, ter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ram non re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiuemus, Dei favorem non acquirimus, mundi perdi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mus.</note> The kingdome of heauen, ſaith hee, is eternall, bleſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed every way and promiſed to all men, but who is there almoſt that ſpends one moment in the ſerious meditation of it? What man is there that ever talkes to his wife, to his children, to his family of ſuch a Kingdome? Wee can riot in the praiſes of our natiue ſoile, but wee bluſh to ſpeake of, and are aſhamed to commend our true country, our everlaſting home. In our dealings about the things of this life, our vn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derſtandings are ready enough to apprehend them, and our hearts to entertaine them, and our tongues to diſcourſe of them; but in things that belong to the eternall ſalvation of our ſoules, how deepe is our ſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lence, how ſlow our ſpeech, how vnskilfull our ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſions?</p>
                  <p>Thus wee forſake heauen for theſe things which at laſt will forſake vs, and trifle out our time in things that will not profit vs. How far are men now adaies from that ſweete reſolution of Saint <hi>Hierome?</hi> Let o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers, ſaith hee, liue in their ſtatues, in their coſtly mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>numents: I had rather haue S<hi rend="sup">t</hi> 
                     <hi>Pauls</hi> Coate with his heauenly graces, then the purple of Kings with their Kingdomes.</p>
                  <p>O that wee would looke thus lowly vpon our ſelues; wee are Chriſtians in profeſſion, O let vs bee ſuch in practice: ſeeing that God hath made vs ſtew<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ards of his treaſures, let vs improue them to the be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nefit of our brethren: hath God giuen vs abundance of his bleſſings? o let vs not hide our talents in a nap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>kin: let vs ſend our good workes before vs into Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven: <hi>pauca da, maxima in coelo recepturus:</hi> theſe ſlender
<pb n="35" facs="tcp:181127:19" rendition="simple:additions"/> guifts, which thou doeſt chearefully diſtribute in this world, will procure thee an eternall compenſation in the world to come. That ſweete ſpeech of Saint <hi>Iohn</hi> is worth obſervation, <hi>bleſſed are thoſe that dye in the Lord, they reſt from their labours, and their workes fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>low them.</hi> When our deareſt friends, our ſweeteſt plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſures, our moſt glorious titles of honour, the world it ſelfe, yea even our life it ſelfe ſhall glide away like a river, and turne to duſt, then ſhall our good workes follow vs, <hi>non tranſeunt opera noſtra</hi> (ſaith one) <hi>Sicut tranſire videntur, ſed velut aeternitatis ſemina iaciun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tur;</hi> our good deeds die not with vs, but they are ſowne in earth and ſpring in heauen; they are an in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>exhauſtible fountaine, that ſhall never bee dried vp: a durable ſpring, that ſhall never faile. They are acts of time, ſhort in their performance, yet eternall in their recompence; they build vp for vs, through the mercies of our <hi>God,</hi> an everlaſting foundation for the time to come.</p>
                  <p>Loe then here wee haue ſet before vs <hi>viam ad reg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>num,</hi> the way to our eternity; let vs goe on herein without intermiſſion; preſſe forward with violence and ſtriue to attaine the crowne.<note place="margin">Opulentia ni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mis multa eſt aeternitas, ſed niſi perſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veranter quaefita nun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quam in veni<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>tur. <hi>Bernard.</hi>
                     </note> Eternity is an abun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dant treaſure, an everlaſting wealth, but it is not gi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven ſaue to them that ſeeke it; yea that ſeeke it with their whole hearts. Certainty did we as truely know, as wee ſhall one day vndoubtedly feele the bitter fruite, that our luke-warme profeſſion, our groſſe ſtu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pidity, and vtter neglect of our everlaſting ſtate will produce and procure vs in the end, all our thoughts and language, all our affections and inclinations would be more eagerly imployed, and more faithful<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly
<pb n="36" facs="tcp:181127:20"/> exerciſed in the purſuite of eternity.<note place="margin">illud propter quod pecca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mus, amitti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mus, et pecca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tum ipſum re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinemus.</note> Oh how ſenſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſſe are wee, how ſtupid in our ſelues, and wickedly injurious to our owne wellfare, who for a ſmall gaine, a fading pleaſure, a fugitiue honour wound our conſciences, and hazard our ſoules, to ſtand as it were on the brinke of hell?</p>
                  <p>The whole world promiſed for a reward cannot perſwade vs to endure one momentary torment in fire: And yet in the accuſtomed courſe of our liues we dread not, wee quake not at everlaſting burnings. But ô thou delitious and dainty ſoule, who cheriſheſt thy ſelfe in the ioy of thy heart, &amp; the delight of thine eyes, whoſe belly is thy God, &amp; the world thy Parra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diſe! ô, bethinke thy ſelfe betimes, before that gloomy day, that day of clouds and thicke darkneſſe, that day of deſolation and confuſion approach, when all the inhabitants of the earth ſhall mourne and lament, and all faces (as the Prophet <hi>Ioel</hi> ſpeakes) <hi>ſhall gather blackneſſe,</hi> becauſe the time of their judgement is come. Alas with what a dolefull heart, and weeping eye, and drooping countenance, &amp; trembling loynes wilt thou at that laſt and great Aſſiſe looke vpon <hi>Chriſt Ieſus,</hi> when hee ſhall moſt gloriouſly appeare with innumerable Angells in flaming fire, to render vengeance on them that know him not? What a cold dampe will ſeize vpon thy ſoule, when thou ſhalt be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hold him whom thou haſt all thy life long neglected in his ordinance, deſpiſed in his members, reiected in his loue; when thou ſhalt ſee the judgement ſeat, the<note place="margin">Fiet apertio librorum ſci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>licet conſci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>entiarum, quibus meri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ta, &amp; deme<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rita vniuerſo<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>rum, ſibi ipſis &amp; caeteris, in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>noteſcent.</note> bookes opened, thy ſinnes diſcouered, yea all the ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cret
<pb n="37" facs="tcp:181127:20" rendition="simple:additions"/> counſells of thy heart, after a wonderfull man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner manifeſted and laid open to the eye of the whole world? what horrour &amp; perplexity of ſpirit will poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeſſe thee to view and behold but the very ſolemni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties and circumſtances, which accompany this Iudge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment; when thou ſhalt ſee the heavens burne, the E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lements melt, the earth tremble, the ſea roare, the ſun turne into darkneſſe, and the moone into blood? And now what ſhall be thy refuge, where ſhall be thy ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cour? ſhalt thou raigne, becauſe thou cloatheſt thy ſelfe in Cedar? ſhalt thou bee ſafe, becauſe with the Eagle thou haſt ſet thy neaſt on high? O no, it is not now the greatneſſe of thy ſtate, nor the abundance of thy wealth, nor the priviledge of thy place, nor the eminency of thy worth, or wit or learning, that can availe thee ought, either to avoide thy doome, or prorogue thy judgement. All ſtates and conditions of men are alike, when they appeare at this Barre. There the prince muſt lay downe his crowne, and the Peare his Robes, &amp; the iudge his purple, and the Captaine his banner; All muſt promiſcuouſly attend to giue in their accounts and to receiue according to that they haue done, whether it bee good or whether it be evill. Here on earth great men and glorious in the eye of the world, ſo long as they can hold their habitations in the earth, haue both countenance to defend, and power to protect them from the iniuries of the times: but when the diſmall face of that terri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble day ſhall ſhew it ſelfe, then ſhall they finde no eye to pitty, nor arme to helpe, nor palace to defend, nor rockes to ſhelter, nor Mountaines to cover them
<pb n="38" facs="tcp:181127:21"/> from the preſence of him that ſits vpon the throne, and from the wrath of the lambe. Giue me the moſt inſolent ſpirit, the moſt vndaunted ſoule, that now breathes vnder the cope of Heauen, who now feares not any created nature, noe, not <hi>God</hi> himſelfe, yet when he ſhall heare that terrible ſound, Ariſe yee dead and come to iudgement, how will his heart even melt, and his bowells quiver within him; when hee ſhall haue his ſevere judge aboue him, and hell be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neath him, and his worme within him, and fire round about him. O then whoſoever thou art, die vnto thy ſinnes and vnto thy pleaſures here, that thou maiſt liue to <hi>God</hi> herafter;<note place="margin">Sic tibi cave, vt caveas te<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ipſu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>.</note> goe out of thy ſelfe, judge &amp; con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>demne thine owne ſoule for thy ſinnes againſt God in this world, that ſo thou maiſt comfortably receiue thy ſentence of abſolution in the world to come. Let vs learne to be wiſe in time; let our ſorrow for ſinne anticipate and prevent our puniſhment, <hi>ſatius eſt &amp; ſuavius fonte purgari quàm igne:</hi> Hee that grieues not heartily for his tranſgreſſions here, ſhall woefully ſmart for them hereafter.<note place="margin">in inferno ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>omologeſis non eſt, nec paenitentia tunc tribul poteſt, con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſumpto te<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>re paenitendi.</note> In hell there is no redemp<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion for the time paſt, no confeſſion, no repentance, but a ſad and heavy exchange and moſt vncomforta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble tranſlation, from a ſhort and paſſing ioy, to an endleſſe, eaſeleſſe puniſhment. The ſerious and adviſed conſideration of this eternall being in the life to come, was the ground of that ancient cuſtome in the <hi>Romane Church</hi> vpon the conſecration of their <hi>Bi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhops,</hi> at which time theſe words were recited with a loud voice, <hi>Annos aeternos in mente habe, i. e.</hi> remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber that eternall yeare, the date whereof will never
<pb n="39" facs="tcp:181127:21" rendition="simple:additions"/> expire. So likewiſe when the <hi>Biſhop</hi> of <hi>Rome</hi> is brought to his pontificall chaire, one goes before him, ſhaking a burning torch and proclaiming three times <hi>Pater ſancte, ſic tranſit gloria mundi.</hi> Certainly it would worke ſomewhat towards the enliuening of our drowſineſſe, &amp; quickning vp of our dull ſecurity if we did in the beginning &amp; end of all our vndertakings ſay within our ſelues, <hi>Annos aeternos in mente habe;</hi> Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>member ô my ſoule thoſe daies of darkneſſe which ſhall neuer cloſe. For all the preſſures and vexing diſtempers, that befall vs in this life; all the croſſes, which the envy either of men or evill Angells can throw vpon vs, are nothing, if compared to eternall miſeries. <hi>Sapienti nihil magnum videri poteſt, cui aeternitatis nota eſt magnitudo.</hi> What if with Saint <hi>Paul</hi> I vnderwent labours &amp; perills, hunger &amp; thirſt, iniuries and reproaches, what is all this to eternity?</p>
                  <p>What if I did beare in my fleſh the moſt exquiſite paines and bittereſt torments, that created nature is capable of, yet what were all this to eternity? For all the adverſities and alterations, which happen to vs vnder the ſunne, haue their periods, which they can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not paſſe: however they diſquiet vs for the time, yet as the Prophet <hi>Daniel</hi> ſaith, <hi>the end ſhall bee at the ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pointed time,</hi> God will performe that which he hath appointed for me ſaith <hi>Iob:</hi> yet <hi>vſ<expan>
                           <am>
                              <g ref="char:abque"/>
                           </am>
                           <ex>que</ex>
                        </expan> ad tempus haec om<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nia</hi> the end ſhall be at the appointed time. But of this eternity there will be no end, no bounds can limit it, no time ſhall determine it. Certainly firſt or laſt, there will happen to thee ſuch an evening as ſhall haue no
<pb n="40" facs="tcp:181127:22"/> morning to follow; or elſe ſuch a morning, as ſhall never ſee the cloſe of the Sunne: And therefore let not the vaniſhing cares and tranſitory diſquietings of this world over deepely poſſeſſe thy heart; but rather let the whole ſtreame of thy meditations rnnne vpon thy latter end; that at the time of thy diſſolution; (thy affection being wholy alienated from the world) thy thoughts may aſcend before, whither thy ſoule is comming after: So ſhall thy ſufferings here, make way for thy crowne hereafter.</p>
                  <p>But how few, ô how few I ſay are there that weigh theſe things? How few doe make it their daily taske to meditate on the evills to come? They credit not ſuch reports; for they care not to beleeue what they are vnwilling to practiſe. Hence it is that they goe on ſo ſecurely in their courſe, as if there were no heauen, no hell, no <hi>God,</hi> no eternity. Thus wee naturally de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſire, our daies ſhould be as happy as they are longe, and being miſerably-inſenſible of the ſorrowes to come, wee raſhly expoſe our ſelues to an irrevoca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble downefall.<note place="margin">Nos tales, qui mortis noſtrae neque negotium ri<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>dentes exe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quimur. <hi>Greg.</hi>
                     </note> Without ſenſe or ſorrow wee runne merrily to hell, where wee ſhall everlaſtingly feele what we did never feare, <hi>death and darkneſse;</hi> weeping and gnaſhing of teeth. O how different are our times from thoſe of our Anceſtors? They were not more rigidly ſuperſtitious, then we are vainely ſecure.</p>
                  <p>How did they pine their bodies and afflict their ſoules, crucify their moſt pretious luſts, forſake their friends, their lands, their inheritance, yea their Crownes, and Kingdomes; nay which is more, through the rigid and auſteere obſeruation of their
<pb n="41" facs="tcp:181127:22" rendition="simple:additions"/> ſtrict and ſevere lawes expoſe themſelues to the ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zard and danger of their deareſt liues, and thruſt themſelues as it were out of the world, and forgoe all ſociety with men. And wherefore all this, but that they might disburthen themſelues the better by theſe meanes from all earthly allurements; ſettle and diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe their hearts in a good preparation towards their home; and to enliuen their affections, and inflame their mindes to a more ſerious contemplation of the ioyes to come? Mee thinkes the conſideration of theſe for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mer times ſhould ſtrongly invite vs to a more ſerious meditation of our future ſtate; eſpecially if wee re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>member how ſwiftly our daies draw to an end, and how ſoone we are involued into everlaſting dark<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe. For alas what is our life here, <hi>Tota haec vita v<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nius horulae mors eſt,</hi> one houre at the laſt will ſwal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>low vp all our liue-long daies.</p>
                  <p>Let vs then not feare being ſo neare our home; let no ſtormes affright vs being ſo neare our haven: Let vs examine our accounts and caſt vp our ſummes, that we may be able to giue vp a good account at the laſt day. Certaine it is what ever we goe about; whatſoe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver be the ſcope of our endeavours; wee every day come nearer to the end of our courſe, every houre is a new ſtep onward.</p>
                  <p>So ſoone as ever a man enters this mortall life, hee beginnes a conſtant iourney vnto death, <hi>quicquid temporis vivitur de ſpatio vivendi tollitur: i. e.</hi> Each part of time that wee paſſe, cuts off ſo much from our life, and the remainder ſtill decreaſeth; So that our whole life is nothing but a courſe or paſſage vnto
<pb n="42" facs="tcp:181127:23"/> death, wherein one can neither ſtay nor ſlacke his pace. This wee know, our daily experience doth con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>firme this truth: and yet doe wee perſiſt as ſecurely as ever in our trade of ſinne: <hi>Aegrae abstrahimur ab ijs quibus aſſueſcimus, i.e.</hi> wee are hardly drawne from thoſe things which cuſtome and time hath invred vs vnto. It is a grievous burthen to a licentious heart to be drawne off from dainty fare, full cups, and good company. Wee lye as dead men and ſenceleſſe in our damned pollutions, even drowned in our voluptuouſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe, like brute beaſts filled vp and pampered for the day of ſlaughter. Thus with the full ſtreame of our indeauours we plod on in the habituall courſe of tranſgreſſing, without any ſenſe of our ſinne, vntill our ſhort daies begin to ſhut in, and our evening ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proach; at which time the weakneſſe of our bodies, and the ſtrength of our ſinnes make vs as vnable to repent, as wee were before vnwilling. Wee many times through the incitement of ſome good motion beginne well but faile in the execution; wee make faire promiſes,<note place="margin">Fatemur cri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mina, ſed ſic fatemur, vt in ipſa con<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>feſſione non dolemus. <hi>Salv.</hi>
                     </note> but wee doe not ſecond them in our pra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctiſe; but let vs not deceiue our ſelues, <hi>God</hi> will not be mocked <hi>non verbis paenitentia agenda, ſed actu:</hi> let vs not promiſe God better obedience with our lippes then wee performe with our hearts. Bee not raſh to vow a thing before <hi>God,</hi> but when thy word hath paſt thy lips, then be as carefull to performe, as thou waſt forward before to promiſe.</p>
                  <p>Laſtly let vs alwaies follow that holy counſell gi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven in <hi>Eccleſiaſticus, In all thy actions thinke vpon thy latter end, and thou ſhalt never doe amiſſe:</hi> and that of
<pb n="43" facs="tcp:181127:23" rendition="simple:additions"/> the Prophet <hi>David, keepe innocency, and doe the thing that is right; for that ſhall bring a man peace at the laſt:</hi> peace with <hi>God,</hi> peace with men, and peace with our owne conſcience. In the world ſaith our <hi>Saviour</hi> ſhall yee haue trouble, but in me yee ſhall haue peace. The world is our ſea, but <hi>Chriſt</hi> is our haven; the world is our warfare, but <hi>Chriſt</hi> is our reſt: The world is full of ſtormes, but <hi>Chriſt</hi> is our peace;<note place="margin">Solus is cha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rum non a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mittit, cui ille charus eſt quinon amit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>titur.</note> in me you ſhall haue peace. Hence it was that the Saints of <hi>God</hi> alwaies haue taken exceeding ioy in their tribulation; becauſe Chriſt was their comfort and peace: hee ſweetned all their ſorrowes. Hence it was that Saint <hi>Auguſtine</hi> ſo reſolutely brake forth; <hi>Hic vre, hic ſeca, modò in aeternum parcas;</hi> he regarded not what preſſures God laid vpon him, So he vouchſafed him patience here and heaven hereafter. What ever we doe or can ſuffer in this life, the abundance of our eternall ioy ſhall in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>finitely recompence the weight of our ſorrowes: Our light afflictions which are but for a moment doe cauſe vnto vs a farre more excellent and exceeding weight of glory. Our combat here is ſhort, but our triumph eternall. And who would not endure a few croſſes &amp; windings in his way when he knowes they will bring him to his journies end? Who would not for a little ſeaſon expoſe himſelfe to the mercy of the waues to be toſſed on the ſea,<note place="margin">Impoſſibile eſt, vt in v<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tro<expan>
                           <am>
                              <g ref="char:abque"/>
                           </am>
                           <ex>que</ex>
                        </expan> ſeculo bearsu ſis, vt in caelo &amp; in terra appa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reas glorioſus <hi>Hier.</hi>
                     </note> when he is aſſured with S<hi rend="sup">t</hi> 
                     <hi>Paul,</hi> to come ſafely to the ſhore?</p>
                  <p>Beſides, wee muſt not expect to eſtabliſh our hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pineſſe here and to enioy our heaven hereafter. It is impoſſible a man ſhould flow in his delights in this world; and then drinke at the fountaine of everlaſting
<pb n="44" facs="tcp:181127:24"/> bliſſe in the world to come.</p>
                  <p>O then let vs imbrace the conflict, that we may ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taine the Crowne. <hi>Melior eſt modica amaritudo in faucibus, quàm aeternum tormentum in viſceribus: i. e.</hi> a little gall in the mouth is not ſo painefull, as conti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nuall torments in the bowels. Farre better it is to Summe vp our reckonings here, then to haue our debts vpon the ſcore hereafter;<note place="margin">Vna hora erit gravior in paena, quam centum anni in amariſſima paenitentia. <hi>Thomas de Kemp.</hi>
                     </note> farre better to vn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>looſe our ſoules from the immoderate embrace<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments of the comforts of this world, and to endure the ſtraits and pinchings of a more reſerued &amp; home<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly courſe for ſixty or ſeaventy yeares in this life, then to ſuffer but one torment in the life to come: farre better to be lightly afflicted here, then eternally tor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mented hereafter.</p>
                  <p>Saint <hi>Chryſoſtome</hi> hath an excellent expreſſion to this purpoſe: Suppoſe a man, ſaith he, much deſiring ſleepe, and in his perfect mind, had an offer made him of one nights ſweete reſt, vpon condition to be pu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſhed a hnndred yeares for it, would he accept (thinke you) of his ſleepe vpon ſuch tearmes? Now looke what one night is to an hundred yeares, the ſame is the life preſent, compared with that to come. Nay looke what a drop of water is to the ſea; the ſame and no more is a thouſand yeares to eternity. Who then of ſound judgement, for the ſhort fruition of a tranſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tory contentment in this life, would expoſe himſelfe to the horror of eternall flames in the life to come? And therefore whiles wee haue our abode in this vale of miſery, we ſhould alwaies pray with Saint <hi>Bernard, da domine, vt ſic poſsideamus temporalia, vt non perda<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mus
<pb n="45" facs="tcp:181127:24" rendition="simple:additions"/> aeterna, i.e.</hi> grant vs <hi>Lord</hi> that wee may ſo partake of temporall felicities, that wee may not looſe eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nall. All things vnder the Sunne haue their alterati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons and changings, but things aboue are permanent, and of an enduring ſubſtance. <hi>Omnia ei ſalua ſunt, cui ſalva eſt beata aeternitas;</hi> hee that can be ſecure, and ſure of the happineſſe to come, builds vp his houſe vpon a firme foundation. How ſmall a modell of time, how ſhort a period is the longeſt life, when once it is finiſhed? Recollect with thy ſelfe, ſaith Saint <hi>Auguſtine,</hi> the yeares that are paſſed from <hi>Adams</hi> time vntill now; run over the whole ſcripture, and the time ſince the fall will ſeeme but as yeſterday. For what are the times paſt? If thou hadſt liued from <hi>Adams</hi> day till this houre; thou wouldſt eaſily haue judged, that this life hath no perpetuity in it, which flies away ſo ſwiftly. For what is the life of any man, ſuppoſe the longeſt age? It is but like the morning dew, like the twinkling of an eye, in a trice it is gone. I haue ſeene an end of all perfection ſaith <hi>David.</hi> But here ô Chriſtian, let me deale more plainely with thee; thou wilt readily acknowledge all things vnder the frame of Heaven are periſhing, and heauen is thy thought, Eternity is thine ayme. Now if it bee ſo, why art thou then ſo dul in thy courſe of holi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe, ſo frozen in thy zeale, ſo inclinable to every motion of ſinne, ſo eaſily ouercome by euery incitement to wantonneſſe, never more calme and vn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeaſonably patient, then when thy affections ſhould be enflamed, and thy heart kindled with a iuſt indignati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on in Gods cauſe: and on the other ſide neuer more
<pb n="46" facs="tcp:181127:25"/> fretting, whining and vnquiet, then when thou ſhoul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deſt be meeke and patient, and cheerefully diſpoſed vnder the burden of of afflictions? How can it be that we ſhould haue eternity in our mindes, and yet liue no better in our manners? Now that we may the eaſier diſcerne the deceitfulneſſe of our hearts herein; let vs examine our ſelues by the example of <hi>Iacob.</hi> This <hi>Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>triarch Iacob</hi> ſerued his vncle <hi>Laban</hi> ſeauen yeares for <hi>Rachell</hi> his daughter, and the greatneſſe of his affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on towards her, made that time ſeeme but as a few dayes. (to apply this:) Thou art a ſeruant as <hi>Iacob</hi> was, but thou ſerues not ſuch a Maſter as <hi>Iacob</hi> did, thou ſerues not man but God, thy maker and a faithfull re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>warder; thou ſerues not for a wife, but for a kingdome; not for an earthly contentation, but for an heauenly habitation: And yet behold the ſhort affliction of one day can eneruate thy loue, and vnlocke thy affections from God and heauen: Euery croſſe accident ſtops thee in thy courſe, Euery little ſorrow diſquiets thy ſoule, and leſſens thy contentment. Behold here, mea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure by the example of <hi>Iacob</hi> the ſtrength of thy loue: <hi>Iacob</hi> could ſerue ſeauen yeares with chearefulneſſe for a wife, but thou canſt hardly ſerue thy <hi>God</hi> ſo ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny dayes with a true affection for heauen: For reckon vp all the nights thou haſt ſpent in prayer, ſumme vp all the dayes that thou haſt worne out in religious ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>erciſes, and canſt thou then truly ſay to <hi>God</hi> as <hi>Iacob</hi> did to his vncle, in thy ſeruice night and day haue I macerated my body with heat and cold, and my ſleep departed from mine eyes; twenty yeares haue I labou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red in thy ſeruice: couldſt thou ſay thus, and ſay it tru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly,
<pb n="47" facs="tcp:181127:25" rendition="simple:additions"/> ô then what would be the end of thy labour, what would thy reward be? not flocks and cattell, not the daughters of <hi>Laban,</hi> but God himſelfe would be thy exceeding great reward, thy life and happineſſe; Hee would be vnto thee every thing that, thy heart can deſire or long for; Thy ſoule ſhould flowe, and even melt in abundance of ſpirituall delights.</p>
                  <p>But now take a little view of thine owne vileneſſe, thy owne nakedneſſe, thy vttter diſability to any thing that may be truly called good. Thy hands are feeble to Gods worke, thy feete are ſlow to Gods temple, thine eyes are ſeared or ſhut vp towards heaven; But for the workes of fleſh and Sathan, thy heart is hot to envy, thy minde prone to revenge, thy tongue vo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>luble to blaſpheame, thy affections even glued and in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>corporated as it were into the ſenſuall embracements; And is this to ſerue God for heaven? ſhall the bleſſed<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe of the <hi>Saints,</hi> and the glory of <hi>Angells,</hi> and the ioy, and fruition of <hi>God</hi> himſelfe bee powred forth vpon ſuch workes as theſe? Doſt thou thus requite thy maker.</p>
                  <p>O conſider, conſider I ſay thy waies in time; labour to ſerue <hi>God</hi> as <hi>Iacob</hi> did: labour to approue thy ſelfe as faithfull to <hi>God</hi> as <hi>Iacob</hi> was to his vnckle <hi>Laban:</hi> And if the weight of the labour diſcourage thee, or adverſity oppreſſe thee, or proſperity ſeduce thee; then lift vp thine eyes to heaven, as <hi>Iacob</hi> did to his <hi>Rachell:</hi> Let heauen be thy loue, thy ſpouſe, the de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>light of thine eyes, the ioy of thy heart; Behold thy <hi>Rachell</hi> is faire, and louely, heaven is both beautifull and glorious: Let thy deſires goe before whither thou
<pb n="48" facs="tcp:181127:26"/> meaneſt to haſten after: ſuffer for a ſeaſon thy light affliction, hauing an eye to the recompence of reward; yet and but a little while,<note place="margin">Eò dirigendus eſt ſpiritus quo aliquan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>do eſt itutus.</note> and thou ſhalt approach the haven, where thou ſhalt enioy ſo much the more hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pineſſe, by how much the deeper thou haſt drunke in ſorrow; and by how much the more ardent thy affe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctions haue beene towards <hi>God</hi> in this life, the more abundant ſhall thy reward be in the life to come; then ſhall thy croſſes proue thy gaines, and that well-ſpring of ioy which ſhall ever riſe in thy heart, ſhall ſwallow vp all thy ſorrowes.</p>
               </div>
               <div n="2" type="chapter">
                  <head>
                     <hi>CHAP. II.</hi> Shewing that there is no other way nor poſsible meanes to attaine to the true eternity, but by a confident affiance vpon the mercy of <hi>God</hi> in <hi>Chriſt.</hi>
                  </head>
                  <p>SVch and ſo deplorable is the condition of every man conſidered in his corrupted and degenera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted ſtate, that albeit he bee able by that ſmall ſparke of naturall illumination, which is left in his mind to ſee as in a glaſſe darkely and obſcurely an e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ternity to come; yet is hee vtterly ignorant of the true way therevnto, neither hath he any poſſibility in nature to finde it out: Hee is in no better ſtate then the poore creeple at the poole of <hi>Betheſda,</hi> who ſaw the waters that could heale him before his eyes, but found no meanes to helpe him into them. For that ſound and perfect knowledge of the true way, which man was adorned with in his firſt creation, is whole<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly
<pb n="49" facs="tcp:181127:26" rendition="simple:additions"/> loſt &amp; extinguiſhed in him, he is now a meere <hi>ſtran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger from the life of God,</hi> Eph. 4.18. <hi>dead in Treſpaſſes and ſinnes,</hi> Eph. 1.2. <hi>reprobate to every good worke.</hi> Tit. 1.16. <hi>his very minde is defiled,</hi> Tit. 1.15. <hi>his wiſdome is death,</hi> Rom. 8.6.<note place="margin">Nemo aliun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>de Deo placet, niſi ex eo quod ipſe do<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>naverit.</note> He is no more able of himſelfe to lead a holy life, acceptable to God, then a dead man is to performe the actions of one that is aliue. Being thus diſrobed of all ſpirituall endowments and ſauing grace, how ſhall hee attaine to that ioyfull <hi>Eternity,</hi> which his ſoule (as I haue ſaid) may long for, but can no way reach? Certainely there is no light to lead him, but that<note place="margin">Si Chriſtum habes, aeterni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tatem per Chriſtum in te habes. <hi>Alſt,</hi>
                     </note> light of the world; no way for him to take to, but that <hi>new &amp; liuing way, even him,</hi> who hath ſtiled himſelfe, <hi>the way, the truth, and the life;</hi> no rocke to cleaue to, but this <hi>ſtrong foundation;</hi> no name vnder heauen to be ſaued by, but this, euen this alone, <hi>Ieſus Chriſt, yeſterday and to day, and the ſame foreuer.</hi> Hee, and he alone is the onely ſure, effectuall, infallible meanes of our ſaluation: Hee alone is the true <hi>High Prieſt,</hi> who was once offered to take away ſinnes, and after that entred into the true <hi>ſanctuary,</hi> the very <hi>Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven,</hi> to appeare in the ſight of God for vs, where <hi>hee is able perfectly to ſaue them, which come vnto God by him, ſeeing he euer liueth to make interceſsion for them.</hi> Heb. 7.26. He alone is the ground of our hope, the crowne of our glory, and the ſtrength of our confidence.<note place="margin">Oculum tuum Domine non excludit cor clauſum, nec manum tuam repellit duri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tia hominum. <hi>Aug.</hi>
                     </note> It's he alone, who by the ſweet influence of his grace, and by the ſecret working of his ſpirit, can (when he will) and doth (when hee pleaſe) ſubdue and bring vnder the moſt obdurate gaineſaying, and rebellious heart, to a cheerefull, willing, &amp; ready obedience to his hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venly
<pb n="50" facs="tcp:181127:27"/> will. O the infinite &amp; in expreſſible tenderneſſe of our louing Sauiour towards vs! When we, like ſheepe, had gone aſtray, his mercy reduced vs: When we lay wallowing in our blood, his pitty refreſht vs: When we were dead in our ſinnes, his death did reuiue vs; and here we may truely ſay with <hi>David, his mercy reacheth to the heauens.</hi> From the heauens came the price of our redemption. We were not, neither could we be redeemed by the blood of bulls and goats, by thouſands of riuers of oyle, by the cattle that are vpon a thouſand mountaines. It was not the treaſures of the world, the power of men or Angels could purchaſe this freedome, nothing could cleanſe vs, but the blood of the <hi>Lambe:</hi> He was that fountaine, opened for ſinne and for vncleaneſſe; He was that <hi>Sonne of righteouſnes,</hi> that came with healing in his wings. His were the wounds, that healed our ſores; his was the backe, that bare our ſorrowes; his was the price, that quit our skores; he aſſumed our fleſh to redeeme vs here, and he raignes as a king to crowne vs hereafter. Now what remaines after all this to be done on our parts? Let vs reſt on this <hi>Anchor,</hi> let vs fly to this <hi>hold,</hi> and build on this <hi>foundation: For no other foundation can any man lay, then that which is laid, Ieſus Chriſt.</hi> Let vs caſt our ſoules into the armes of our <hi>Saviour: In brachijs Salvatoris mei &amp; vivere volo et mori cupio,</hi> ſaith S. <hi>Bernard:</hi> O let this bee our deſire: Now the gate is open, let vs not deferre the time of entrance: Now is the acceptable time, let vs not procraſtinate the fea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon: Now he offers his mercy, he ſhewes his long ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferance, let vs not turne his grace into wantonneſſe;
<pb n="51" facs="tcp:181127:27" rendition="simple:additions"/> let vs follow the counſell of the ſonne of <hi>Sirach:</hi> Ec<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clus the 5. <hi>Make no long tarrying to turne to the Lord,</hi> and put not off from day to day: For ſuddainly ſhall the wrath of the Lord breake forth, and in thy ſecuri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty thou ſhalt bee deſtroyed, and thou ſhalt periſh in time of vengeance. But alas farre otherwiſe it is with vs in our practiſe:<note n="*" place="margin">Magna pars vitae elabitur male agenti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bus, maxima nihil agenti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bus, tota aliud agentibus.</note> A great portion of our time is crumbled away in doing ill, a greater part in doing no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing, and our whole life in doing that, which wee ſhould not, or in matters (as we ſay) vpon the by. And as <hi>Archimedes</hi> was ſecure and buſie about drawing lines on the ground when <hi>Syracuſe</hi> was taken; ſo is it with vs. Now that our eternall ſafety laies at ſtake, we lye puzling in our duſt, I meane, in our worldly ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gotiations: But for our eternity ſhortly approaching, we ſeldome or rarely thinke of it. We are like <hi>Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tha,</hi> troubled about many things, when one thing is neceſſary: But this one thing is that, which of all other things is leaſt regarded, and in the laſt place. Wee ſel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dome ſeek heauen, till death doth ſummon vs to leaue the earth: wee haue many euaſions to gull our owne hearts, many excuſes to procraſtinate our repentance; like <hi>Dionyſius,</hi> the <hi>Scicilian</hi> king, who to excuſe him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelfe for the preſent deliuery of the golden garment, which he tooke from his <hi>God Apollo,</hi> anſwered that ſuch a robe as that was, could not bee at any ſeaſon of the yeare vſefull to his God: it would not keepe him warme in the winter, &amp; it was too heauy for the ſum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mer: So many there be, ſaith S. <hi>Ambroſe,</hi> who play with God and with their owne ſoule. You muſt not (ſay they) ſeeke for the vigour and life of religion in
<pb n="52" facs="tcp:181127:28"/> the hearts of young men; For youth, as the prouerbe is, muſt haue his ſwinge: Neither can you expect it in the company of the aged: for their age, and thoſe diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tempers, which accompany it, make them a burden to themſelues and dulls the edge of their intentions vnto all their ſerious vnderſtandings. Thus both the ſum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mer and the winter of our age are vnfit for Gods ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice. But let vs not thus cheate our ſelues. If God bee God, let vs follow him; let vs not put off the day of reconciliation, and ſay in our hearts to morrow wee will doe it, when yet we cannot tell, what ſhall bee to morrow: for what is our life? It is euen a vapour, that appeares for a little time and afterwards vaniſheth a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>way. Hence it was that <hi>Macedonius,</hi> being inuited a day before to a feaſt, replied to the meſſenger, why doth thy Maſter inuite me for to morrow, whereas for this many yeares I haue not promiſed to my ſelfe one daies life? <hi>Nemo mortem ſatis cavet, niſi qui ſemper cavet. i.e.</hi> No man dreads death as he ought, but hee that alwaies expects his ſummons; and therefore wee may truly iudge ſuch men wofully ſecure, and wilfull contemners of the future good, who can goe to their beds, and reſt on their pillowes in the apprehenſion of their knowne ſinnes, without a particular humiliation for them. For how oft doth a ſuddain &amp; vnexpected death arreſt men? We ſee and knowe in our dayly ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perience, many lay themſelues to ſleepe in health and ſafety, yet are found dead in the morning. Thus ſud<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dainly are they wrapt from their quiet repoſe to their irrecouerable iudgement, perchance from their fea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers to flames of fire; ſuch is the frayle condition of
<pb n="53" facs="tcp:181127:28" rendition="simple:additions"/> our brittle liues, within the ſmall particle of an houre, liue and ſicken, and dye: yet ſo groſſe is our blind<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe, that from one day to another, nay from one yeare to another, wee triflingly put off the reforma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion of our liues, vntill our laſt houre creepes on vs vnlookt for, and dragges vs to eternity.</p>
                  <p>Saint <hi>Auguſtine</hi> ſtriuing with all his endeavours againſt the backwardneſſe and ſlowneſſe of his owne heart to turne to the Lord, bitterly complained with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in himſelfe, <hi>Quamdiu, quamdiu, cras, cras? Quare non hâc horâ finis turpitudinis meae?</hi> How long (ſaith he) ô how long ſhall I delude my ſoule with to mor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rowes repentance? Why ſhould not this houre ter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minate my ſinfulneſſe? Wee are every minute at the brinke of death, and every houre, that wee paſſe through, might proue (for ought we know) the even<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing of our whole life, and the very cloſe of our mor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tality. Now if it ſhould pleaſe God to take away our ſoules from vs this night, (as ſuddenly falls out to ſome) what would then become of vs? In what E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ternity ſhould wee be found? Whether amongſt the damned, or the bleſſed? Happy were it for vs, if wee were but as carefull for the welfare of our ſoules, as wee are curious for the adorning of our bodies: if our clothes or faces doe contract any blot or ſoiling, wee preſently endeavour to cleanſe the ſame: But though our ſoules lye inthralled in the pollutions of ſinne, this alas we feele not; it neither provokes vs to ſhame, nor moues vs to ſorrow. Wherefore let vs looke into our hearts with a ſevearer eye: Let the ſhortneſſe of our daies ſtirre vs vp to the amendment of our ſin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full
<pb n="54" facs="tcp:181127:29"/> liues; &amp; let the houre, wherein we haue ſinned, be the beginning of our reformation, according to that of S<hi rend="sup">t</hi> 
                     <hi>Ambroſe, agenda eſt paenitentia, non ſolum ſolicitè verùm etiam maturè, i.e.</hi> our repentance muſt be, not only ſincere, but timely alſo, whileſt wee haue the light, let vs walke as children of the light: Let vs not any longer cheate our ſoules in ſtudying to invent e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vaſions or pretences for our ſinnes; but rather lay o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pen our ſores, and ſeeke to the true <hi>Phyſitian,</hi> that can heale them. All the creatures vnder the ſunne doe naturally intend their owne preſervation and deſire that happineſſe, which is agreeable to their nature: onely man is negligent, and impiouſly careleſſe of his owne welfare. Wee ſee the Hart, when hee is ſtri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken and wounded, lookes ſpeedily for a certaine hearbe, well knowne vnto him by a kinde of natu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rall inſtinct; and when he hath found it, applies it to the wound. The ſwallow, when her young ones are blind, knowes how to procure them their ſight by the vſe of her Celandine: But wee alas are wounded, yet ſeeke for no remedy; wee goe cuſtomarily to our bedds, to our tables, to our good company; but who is he that obſerues his conſtant courſe of praier, of repentance; of hearty, and ſincere humiliation for his ſinnes? Wee goe forward ſtill in our old way, and jogge on in the ſame rode: Though our judgement haſten, hell threaten, death ſtand at the doore, yet we thruſt onward ſtill; <hi>&amp; in dulcem declinamus lumi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>na ſomnum:</hi> But alas miſerable ſoules as we are, can wee embrace quiet reſts and vninterrupted ſleepes with ſuch wounded conſciences? Can wee be ſo ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cure,
<pb n="55" facs="tcp:181127:29" rendition="simple:additions"/> being ſo neare our time?</p>
                  <p>But you will ſay, wee haue paſſed already many nights without danger; no ſickneſſe in the night hath befalne vs hitherto, why then ſhould any feare of death amaze or trouble vs?</p>
                  <p>Admit all this, yea bee not too confident; one houre may effect that, which a thouſand yeares could not produce: and thinke with your ſelues, what a lit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle diſtance there is, betweene your ſoules and death: Let me aske the ſtrongeſt of men on earth, what cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainty of life canſt thou promiſe thy ſelfe, ſeeing that either a little bone in thy throat may choake thee, or a tile from thy houſe may braine thee, or ſome ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lignant ayre may poyſon thee, and then where art thou? There are a thouſand waies,<note place="margin">Tu te prius ad aeternita<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tem abrep tum mirabe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ris, quàm me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tueres abripi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>endum.</note> whereby ſuddain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly a man may come to his end; and certaine it is that; <hi>Mors illa maxime improviſa eſt, cuius vita praecedens non fuit provida, i. e.</hi> that death is the ſuddaineſt, which is not vſhered in with a foregoing preparation. It is therefore a ſpeciall point of wiſdome to thinke every day our laſt, yea to account every houre the period of our liues. For looke how many pores there are in the body, ſo many windowes are there to let in death: yea we carry our deaths continually about vs in our boſomes; and who can promiſe himſelfe his life till the evening? Hath not our owne experience ſhowne vs many, whoſe ſleepes in their beds haue proued ſleepes vnto death; who haue beene carried from their chambers to their graue? Death doth not alwaies ſend forth her harbingers to giue notice of her comming; ſhee often preſſeth in vnlookt for, and
<pb n="56" facs="tcp:181127:30"/> ſuddainly attached the vnprovided ſoule. Watch therefore, becauſe yee know neither the day, nor the houre: worke whileſt yee haue the day; for the night comes, wherein no man can worke: looke towards thy evening; and caſt thy thoughts vpon that long E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ternity; Death firſt or laſt will apprehend thee: expect it therefore at every turne, and of this aſſure thy ſelfe,<note place="margin">Qualis quiſ<expan>
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                        </expan> in hac vita motitur, talis in die noviſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mo iudicabi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tur.</note> as death leaueth thee, ſo ſhall iudgement finde thee. How improvidently ſecure then are thoſe, who ſet vp their reſt in the comforts of this life, and overly-re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gard their eternall welfare? This is the generall care<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſneſſe of our times.</p>
                  <p>If a man haue a perpetuity but of fiue ſhillings yearely rent, what travell and paines and ſweat, what beating of his braine and exhauſting of his treaſure will he runne through, before he will looſe one dram of his right? Yet our eternall inheritance is caſt be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hind vs, and vndervalued as a trifle, not worth the ſeeking; and this ſhewes our ſmall loue to our home: for wee little eſteeme of that, which wee take ſmall paines for. All other things which conduce to our temporall well being, wee ſeeke with circumſpecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, and enioy them with content; but matters of <hi>Eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nity,</hi> wee conceiue of, as things farre diſtant from vs, wee ſcarcely entertaine them in our thoughts. Wee buſy not our vnderſtandings in the ſearch of thoſe things which we ſee not: things preſent, and obvious to our ſight doe beſt affect vs; wee are ill-ſighted vp<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ward, weake and dimme eyes haue wee towards hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven.</p>
                  <p>The truth of this appeares even in children, who
<pb n="57" facs="tcp:181127:30" rendition="simple:additions"/> preſently even from the cradle, drinke in the rudi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments of vice; they learne to ſweare, riot, drinke and the like enormities with the ſmalleſt teaching; but they are vtterly indiſpoſed to any vertuous inclinati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons. They ſoone apprehend what belongs to the cu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rioſity of behaviour, and deportment of the body, &amp; the faſhions of the times; <hi>Hoc diſcunt omnes ante Alpha &amp; Beta puelli;</hi> but for Heaven and that Eternity, they are wholly averſe from it, they are vtterly vncapable of the things aboue; they carry about them, as the li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very of their firſt parents, not only an indiſpoſition, but a very oppoſition to goodneſſe: And whereas for other imployments and vndertakings, they haue cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taine naturall notions in them, bending their intenti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons to naturall workes, ſome one way and ſome ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther; yet they haue not ſo much as a naturall appre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>henſion of the things of God.<note place="margin">Homo ſine gratia, praeter carnem nihil ſapit, intelli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>git aut poteſt.</note> Thus it is with chil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dren, and thus it is with all men, even thoſe of the ripeſt, and moſt peircing vnderſtanding, vntill the light of <hi>Gods</hi> ſpirit hath ſhined on their hearts and powerfully wrought ſome ſpirituall, holy diſpoſiti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons in them. <hi>The naturall man</hi> (ſaith the Apoſtle) <hi>nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther doth, nor can diſcerne the things that are of God.</hi> O how infinitely-miſerable and deplorable is his ſtate, who hauing neither knowledge of the true life, nor poſſibility of himſelfe to finde it out:<note place="margin">Cum exulſit a patria exul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tat in via.</note> yet runnes on ſecurely in his damned way, vntill he fall woeful<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly and irrevocably into the pit, where hee will not haue, (no not when hee hath vncomfortably worne out millions of yeares) the leaſt intermiſſion of ſor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>row, or drop of comfort, or hope of pardon? Here
<pb n="58" facs="tcp:181127:31"/> on earth malefactors condemned to dye, haue this comfort (though wretched) that one houre com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monly terminates all their griefes in this life: But the torments of the damned are not concluded in an age; nay the end and period of ten thouſand yeares will not end their ſorrowe: And this is it which addes more to their ſufferings, even their vnhappy know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge of the perpetuity of them; they haue not ſo much as any hope of releaſement.</p>
                  <p>Hope in this life hath ſuch a power in it, that it can yeeld ſome comfort in the middeſt of trouble; The ſicke man, whileſt his ſoule is in him, he hath hope, but after this life, this ſmall refreſhment is denied the damned, all their hope is turned into deſperation. The Prophet <hi>Daniell,</hi> cap. 4.14. heard the voice of an holy one, crying, <hi>hew downe the tree, and cut off his branches, ſhake of his leaues, and ſcatter his fruit, neuertheleſſe leaue the ſtumpe of his roote in the earth.</hi> Thus it is with men in this world ſaith <hi>Ambroſe,</hi> their leaues and their flowers are ſhaken; their delights are taken from them; but the rootes remaine, and their hope is not aboliſhed. But it is not ſo in hell; (ſaith he) There both flower and ſtumpe; nay and even all hope too, are baniſhed away from them. The day of the <hi>Lord,</hi> ſaith the Prophet <hi>Malachy,</hi> ſhall burne them vp, and leaue them neither roote nor branch. The very hope, ſaith <hi>Salomon,</hi> of the wicked ſhall periſh; what ſhould this teach vs, but whileſt our hope remaines to improue our few daies to our beſt advantage, to make ſtraighter paths to our ſelues, to abridge our inordi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate appetites in ſome meaſure of their vaine &amp; fruit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſſe
<pb n="59" facs="tcp:181127:31" rendition="simple:additions"/> ioyes; and with all the power of our affections ſtriue to attaine that hauen, where no billow ſhall af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fright vs, no ſtormes aſtoniſh vs, no perills indanger vs? Then ſhall our diſſolution proue our gaine, and our death our glory: if otherwiſe wee perſiſt wilfully in the paths of our voluptuouſneſſe, and ſolace our ſelues in the vaine ioyes of our owne hearts, and in the ſight of our eyes; certainly it will be bitterneſſe in the latter end.<note place="margin">Extrema gau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dii luctus oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cupat.</note> All our earthly delights will glide a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>way like a ſwift river: <hi>The reioycing of the wicked is ſhort,</hi> ſaith <hi>Iob, and the ioy of a ſinner is but for a mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment.</hi> Though his excellency mount vp to the hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven, and his head reach vnto the cloudes, yet ſhall he periſh for ever like his dongue, but the righteous is like a ſtrong mountaine and he ſhall bee had in ever<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>laſting remembrance.</p>
                  <p>Wherefore to draw to a concluſion, iuſt occaſion might here be taken for deploring the negligence, and vnhappy condition of our times. Where are there a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny that take into their thoughts the due conſiderati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on of the time to come? Where ſhall wee finde any truly provident for immortality? <hi>Sic pleri<expan>
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                           </am>
                           <ex>que</ex>
                        </expan> vivimus, ac ſi fabula eſset omnis aeternitas;</hi> wee ſo liue as though wee conceiued of Eternity, but as of a fable, or a dreame; the ſweete allurements of ſin doe ſo ſtrange<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly beguile many, that by gentle degrees they oblite<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rate and extinguiſh in them all loue of vertue, and the very inclinations themſelues to any thing, that may be truly tearmed good.</p>
                  <p>But let vs no longer delude our ſelues by fancying a perpetuity on earth, behold the judge ſtands before
<pb n="60" facs="tcp:181127:32"/> the doore:<note place="margin">Momento fi et quod tota doleat aeterni<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>tas.</note> The ſtrongeſt holds in the World will not be able to detaine vs one minute, when God ſhall be pleaſed to call for our ſoules: and therefore<note place="margin">Ante oculos prae omnibus habeamus di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>em vltimum, &amp; momentis ſingulis ſup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plicia timea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mus dolotum aeternorum.</note> let vs be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore all things haue continually in our ſight the laſt day: and let vs every moment feare the puniſhments of eternall paines.</p>
               </div>
               <div n="3" type="chapter">
                  <head>
                     <hi>CHAP. III.</hi> Certaine concluſions drawne from the ſerious and devoute conſideration of Eternity.</head>
                  <div n="1" type="conclusion">
                     <head>The firſt concluſion.</head>
                     <p>IF they, who runne on in any notorious ſinne, did but rightly weigh how faſt they goe towards the Eternity of torments, (ſince that by the leaſt com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand or ſtroke of God,<note place="margin">Confecto de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mum ſcelere, eius magni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tudo intelligi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tur.</note> they may bee vnavoidably hurl'd to death and deſtruction:) Certainely they would not for all the kingdomes in <hi>Europe,</hi> for all the treaſures of <hi>Aſia,</hi> nay not for the whole world, de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferre their repentance one houre; much leſſe would they goe ſo confidently to their beds, without feare or horror, being ſo neare the pits brinke; and lying in the danger of ſo great a ſinne. For what would it profit a man, to winne the whole world, and looſe his ſoule? wherefore whoeuer thou art <hi>Nulli parcas vt ſoli parcas animae,</hi>
                        <note place="margin">Omnia ſiper<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>das animam ſervare me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mento.</note> what ever become of all other things, yet haue a ſpeciall care for the ſalvation of thy pretious ſoule.</p>
                  </div>
                  <div n="2" type="conclusion">
                     <head>The ſecond concluſion.</head>
                     <p>The greateſt part of men doe not belieue this Eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nity, which ſhall vndoubtedly follow either in Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven,
<pb n="61" facs="tcp:181127:32" rendition="simple:additions"/> or Hell to all; For were they aſſured of that truth, they would ſhew more evident proofe thereof in the reformation of their liues. Some indeede will ſeeme to credit it in their words, but deny it in their actions. Their apprehenſions and conceits may per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chance ſometimes glance at it, vpon ſome checke of conſcience, it being as a thorne in their ſides, and a mountaine in their way towards their earthly con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tentment; but they are ſoone taken off. Such thoughts haue no rooting in the ground of their hearts, but are ſuddenly choaked by ſome intervenient imploy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments: they are commonly nipt in their very bud, and killed in their birth; So that they neuer come to any iſſue. Thus many there are, who<note place="margin">Caeci ad aeter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nitatem ade<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>unt, ex qua nunquam ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ibunt.</note> runne headlong and blindfold to their long home, like the rich glutton in the Goſpell, which never began to open his eyes and looke vpwards, till he was in torment: All the while he liued on earth, his eyes were ſhut vp, and when it was too late, namely when he was throwne to hell, then began he to looke vpward and about him: And certainely it is no marvaile, this rich glutton, and ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny more like him, haſten thus vnhappily to their vn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>evitable downefall.</p>
                     <p>For they goe on in a pleaſing and eaſy way. And<note place="margin">In via nemo errat ſed in fi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ne viae, via pluribus pla<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>cet, ſed diſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cet &amp; terret viae terminus.</note> they are never ſenſible that they are out of the way, till they arriue at the end of their journey. All miſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry lies in the cloſe of the day, For out of the pit is no redemption: when once the ſoule is ſplit vpon this rocke, it giues to the world his everlaſting farewell, according to that of <hi>Iob.</hi> cap. 7.9. <hi>as the cloud vaniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eth and goeth away; ſo he that goes downe to the graue,
<pb n="62" facs="tcp:181127:33"/> ſhall come vp no more, hee ſhall returne no more to his houſe, neither ſhall his place know him any more.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </div>
                  <div n="3" type="conclusion">
                     <head>The third concluſion.</head>
                     <p>Whoſoeuer ſhall deſcend into himſelfe, and take a ſtrict and ſerious view of this eternity, certainly the meditation thereof ſoundly digeſted, cannot but terminate his deſires to a moderate and ſparing frui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, even of lawfull contentments.</p>
                     <p>This will imbitter his carnall mirth, take off the edge from his ſweeteſt delights, and at length make him ſay with <hi>Salomon,</hi> I ſaid of laughter thou art madde, and of joy what doeſt thou?</p>
                     <p>It is recorded of <hi>Lazarus,</hi> that after his reſurrecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on from the dead, he was never ſeene to laugh; The ſtreame of his affections were now turned into ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther Channell; his thoughts were fixt in heaven, though his body was on earth, and therefore<note place="margin">Aeternis in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hianti in faſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dio ſunt om<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nia tranſito<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ria, <hi>i.e. Bern.</hi>
                        </note> hee could not but ſlight temporall things, when his heart was bent towards eternall. Oh, that wee could worke our hearts &amp; ſoules to a vehement thirſt after <hi>Chriſt,</hi> the true eternity! that wee could cleaue to that rocke with ſtedfaſtneſſe, and with vnmoueable affections! For if <hi>Chriſt</hi> be our end, our joy ſhall be endleſſe, <hi>nul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lo fine regnabis cum Chriſto, ſi Chriſtus tibi finis.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </div>
                  <div n="4" type="conclusion">
                     <head>The fourth concluſion.</head>
                     <p>The minde of man is ſo much the more ſenſible of the evill preſent, by how much leſſe it meditates on the good to come. For he that lookes towards the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ward, will vilify the ſufferings. Saint <hi>Auſtin</hi> runs on ſweetely in his meditations vpon this ſubiect; Eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nall labour, ſaith he, is but an equall compenſation
<pb n="63" facs="tcp:181127:33" rendition="simple:additions"/> for an eternall reſt. But if thou ſhouldeſt endure this eternall labour, thou couldſt never arriue at that eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nall reſt: Therefore hath the mercy of God ordained thy ſorrowes to be temporall, that thy ioyes may bee eternall; and yet ſaith he,<note place="margin">Vbi eſt cogi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tatio Dei? ni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mi, profundae factae ſunt co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gitationes Dei <hi>Aug.</hi>
                        </note> who is there, thinkes on God as he ought? Such thoughts are irkeſome to vs; But for temporall vanities we thinke of them with de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>light; and enioy them with contentment: Now, ſaith he, looke in and about thy ſelfe, ſee where thou art; God hath his hooke in thy noſtrills,<note place="margin">Noli gaudere, vt piſcis, qui in ſua exultat eſca: nondum enim traxit hamum piſca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tor. <hi>Aug.</hi>
                        </note> and can plucke thee vp when he pleaſeth: and though hee ſuffer thee (according to thy calculation) a long time, yet what is the longeſt time of man to Gods eternity? Yea though thou ſhouldeſt lengthen out thy daies to ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny hundreths of yeares; yet ſtill thou art tranſitory and expoſed to the common condition of all men. Then fixe thy heart on <hi>God,</hi> and ſo enioying that eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nity, thou ſhalt make thy ſelfe eternall; and be not diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>couraged for thy tribulations, and daily diſquietings in this world: for ſuch is Gods loue, ſuch his abun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dant kindneſſe towards his elect; that hee<note place="margin">Ideo Deus ter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>renis faelici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tatibus amari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tudine<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> miſcet vt alia quaera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tur faelicitae, cuius dolcedo non eſt falla<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                              <desc>•</desc>
                           </gap>.</note> corrects them here, to the end they might not bee condemned with the world hereafter; <hi>boni laborant, quia flagellan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tur vt filij, mali exultant quia damnantur vt alieni;</hi> God ſpareth thoſe, who are aliens from grace, but whom he chuſeth, he chaſtiſeth; Bee not therefore (I ſay) caſt downe with any croſſes whatſoeuer, that may befall thee in this life; for the things that are pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent, are temporall, but the things to come are eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nall. When we ſee the friends of this world, the ea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger embracers of the comforts of this life, vpon every
<pb n="64" facs="tcp:181127:34"/> ſummons of death ſtriue to deferre, what they cannot vtterly avoide, their corporall diſſolutions; oh how great care, what indefatigable diligence what reſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſſe endeavours ſhould we vſe, that wee might liue for ever? Let vs againe, and againe, meditate on theſe things and with due care foreſee eternity, before wee vnexpectedly fall into it. Certaine it is,<note place="margin">Omnia tran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeunt, ſola re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtat &amp; non tranfibit ae<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ternitas.</note> all things paſſe away in this life, only eternity hath no period: let vs redeeme the time, and worke while wee haue the day; for if wee neglect good duties here, we ſhall never regaine the like opportunity hereafter. This life (ſaith <hi>Nazianzen</hi>) is as it were our <hi>faireday</hi> or mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ket day, let vs now buy what wee want, while the faire laſts. While we haue time let vs doe good vnto all men:<note place="margin">Tu dormis ſed tempus tuum non dormit, ſed ambulat imo volat. Bene illis qui ſic vivunt, ſicut vixiſſe ſe vo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lunt cum mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riendum erit faciantque ea quae in aeter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nitate conſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuti feciſſe ſe gaudebunt. <hi>Amb.</hi>
                        </note> Happy is the man that ſo liues here, that the remembrance of his well-ſpent life may yeeld him ioy hereafter; For otherwiſe <hi>levis hic neglectus, aeternum fit diſpendium, i.e.</hi> A ſmall neglect in the or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dering of our time in this world, will bee ſeconded with an eternall loſſe in the world to come.</p>
                  </div>
                  <div n="5" type="conclusion">
                     <head>The fift concluſion.</head>
                     <p>Death is the ending our daies, not of our life. For when our day ſhall cloſe, and our time ſhall bee no more, then ſhall our death conduct vs to a life, which will laſt for all Eternity: For we dye not here to dye, but to liue for ever. Therefore the beſt guide of our life is the conſideration of our death: and hee a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lone leads a life anſwerable to his Chriſtian profeſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, who daily expects to leaue it. Me thinkes 'its ſtrange-men ſhould be ſo induſtriouſly carefull to a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voide their death, and ſo careleſly improvident of the
<pb n="65" facs="tcp:181127:34" rendition="simple:additions"/> life to come, when as nothing makes death bad, but that eſtate which followes it: but the reaſon is, wee are ſpiritually blind and ſee not, nor know, in this our day the things that belong to our peace, wee haue naturally neither ſight nor feeling of the ioyes to come. But when God ſhall enlighten the darkneſſe of our mindes, and reveale his ſonne in vs when once the <hi>day dawneth,</hi> &amp; that <hi>day-ſtarre</hi> ariſeth in our hearts ô then our death will be our joy, and the reioycing of our hearts, then ſhall wee infinitely deſire to bee diſſolued and to be with <hi>Chriſt.</hi> Let vs therefore with vnwearied endeavours labour to bring <hi>Chriſt</hi> home to our hearts, and to keepe him there. Let vs dye to our ſelues and to our luſts here, that ſo in the world to come, we may everlaſtingly liue vnto Chriſt and in him.</p>
                  </div>
                  <div n="6" type="conclusion">
                     <head>The ſixt concluſion.</head>
                     <p>Now that we may bee the better incouraged to raiſe vp our indeavours to the attainement of this e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ternity; Let vs in a word conſider the abundant and the ever-flowing happineſſe in the world to come; neither eye hath ſeene nor eare hath heard, nor tongue can expreſſe the joyes that <hi>God</hi> hath provided for the<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> that loue him.<note place="margin">Vbi nullum e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rit malum, nullum late<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bit bonum-</note> Saint <hi>Auguſtine</hi> being raviſhed with the deſire of this life, breaketh out with an inflamed affection, how great ſhall that happineſſe bee, where there can be no vncleane thing, where no good can be wanting;<note place="margin">Praemium vir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tutis erit ipſe, qui virtutem dedit.</note> where every creature doth praiſe and ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mire his <hi>Creator,</hi> who is all in all things. How great ſhall that reward be, where the giver of vertue ſhall be himſelfe, the reward of vertue: how great ſhall
<pb n="66" facs="tcp:181127:35"/> that abundance be, where the author of all plenty, ſhall be vnto me, life and ſoule, and rayment, health, and peace, and honour, and all things; yea the end and compleat obiect of all my deſires: For in his pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence, is the fulneſſe of joy, and at his right hand there is pleaſure for evermore. How great ſhall that bleſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſedneſſe be, where we ſhall haue the Lord our debtor, who hath promiſed to reward our good deeds; where wee ſhall haue the Lord for our portion, who will be to vs, (as he was to <hi>Abraham</hi>) our exceeding great reward? How great ſhall that light bee, where the Sunne ſhall no more ſhine by day, nor the moone by night; where <hi>God</hi> ſhall be our light, and the <hi>Lord</hi> our glory? How great ſhall that poſſeſſion be, where the heart ſhall poſſeſſe whatſoever it ſhall deſire, and ſhall never be deprived of its poſſeſſions? Here will be to the Saints an abundant, everlaſting, overflowing banquet; no griefe can accompany it, no ſorrow ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceede it. Here is ioy without ſadneſſe, reſt<note place="margin">Quies motus non appeti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tus.</note> without labour, wealth without loſſe, health without languor, abundance without defect, life without death, perpe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuity without corruption. Here is the beatificall pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence of God, the company of Saints, the ſociety of Angells. Here are pleaſures, which the mindes of the beholders can never be wearied with; they alwaies ſee them, and yet alwaies reioyce to ſee them: Theſe are the flaggons of wine which comforted vp <hi>David,</hi> when he cried out, according to the multitude of the ſorrowes which I had in my heart thy comforts haue refreſhed my ſoule: <hi>In coelo eſt vita verè vitalis,</hi> In heaven, and only in heauen is the true life. For
<pb n="67" facs="tcp:181127:35" rendition="simple:additions"/> there our memories ſhall liue in the ioyfull recorda<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion of all things paſt, our vnderſtandings ſhall liue in the knowledge of God; our wills ſhall liue in the fruition of all excellencies that they can wiſh for, all our ſenſes ſhall abound in their ſeuerall delights. Here is that white ſtone, which Saint <hi>Iohn</hi> ſpeakes of, even glory and immortality to them that overcome. Here is that <hi>water of life</hi> which our <hi>Saviour</hi> ſpeakes of, whereof whoſoever drinkes ſhall never thirſt againe. Here is that river, the ſprings whereof make glad the heartes of men: And how earneſtly are wee invited to theſe delights; come, buy wine and oyle without mony? Heaven is at ſale,<note place="margin">Coelum vena<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>le eſt nec mul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tum exaeſtues propter pretij magnitudine<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>: teipſum da, &amp; habebis il<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lud. <hi>Aug.</hi>
                        </note> and thou maiſt buy it if thou wilt, and ſhrug not at the greatneſſe of the price, giue but thy ſelfe to God, and thou ſhalt haue it. And who would not abandon his honours, his pride, his credit, his friends, nay himſelfe? Who would not be willing to paſſe through the gates of Hell, and in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dure infernall torments for a ſeaſon, ſo he might bee certaine of ſo glorious and eternall an inheritance hereafter? Let all the divells in hell (ſaith Saint <hi>Au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtine</hi>) beſet me round;<note place="margin">Bone Ieſu qui parcendo ſaepius nos à te abijcis, feriendo effi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ce, vt ad te re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deamus <hi>Ger. med.</hi>
                        </note> let faſtings macerate my bo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy; let ſorrowes oppreſſe my minde; let paines con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſume my fleſh; let watchings dry me, or heat ſcorch me, or cold freeze and contract me; let all theſe, and what can come more, happen vnto mee, ſo I may in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>joy my Sauiour. For how excellent ſhall the glory of the iuſt be? how great their ioy, when euery face ſhall ſhine as the ſunne, When or <hi>Saviour</hi> ſhall martiall the Saints in their diſtinct orders, and ſhall render to eve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry one according to his workes? O were thy af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fections
<pb n="68" facs="tcp:181127:36"/> rightly ſetled on theſe heauenly manſions, how abiect &amp; vnderneath thee wouldeſt thou eſteeme thoſe things, which before thou ſetſt an high price vpon? As he which aſcends an high mountaine, when he cometh to the top thereof, findes the middle ſteppes low &amp; beneath him, which ſeemed to be high to him while he ſtood in the bottome; ſo hee which ſends his thoughts to heauen, however hee eſteemed of the vaniſhing pleaſures of the world when his heart lay groueling on the earth below, now in this his tran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſcendency he ſees them vnder him &amp; vilifies the<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> all in regard of heauenly treaſures. Let vs therefore cheer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully follow that adviſe of a Reverend Father:<note place="margin">Quod ali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quandô per neceſſitatem amittendum eſt, pro aeterna remuneratio ne ſponte eſt diſtribuen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dum.</note> Let vs here willingly part with that for heauen, which we muſt firſt or laſt neceſſarily leaue vpon earth, and let all the ſtrength of our ſtudies, and the very height of our endeauours bee diſpended for the attainment of eternity. For certaine it is howſoeuer wee liue here like ſecure people of a ſecure age, and howeuer we la<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>viſh out the ſtrength and flowre of our daies, as if wee ſhould neuer account for it; yet our iudgement is moſt ſure, and ſhall not bee avoided: The ſentence of the Iudge will be one day moſt aſſuredly publiſhed, and ſhall not be revoked: <hi>Wee muſt all appeare</hi> (ſaith Saint <hi>Paul) before the iudgement ſeat of Chriſt, that euery one may receaue the things done in his body, according to that he hath done, whether it be good or bad.</hi> Then ſhall our wickedneſſe be brought to light which now lies hid in darkneſſe. <hi>I ſaw the dead</hi> (ſaith S. <hi>Iohn,</hi> Rev. 20.12.) <hi>both great and ſmall ſtand before God, and the books were opened and another booke was opened which is the
<pb n="69" facs="tcp:181127:36" rendition="simple:additions"/> booke of life, and the dead were iudged of thoſe things which were written in the bookes, according to their workes; and whoſoeuer was not found written in the book of life was caſt into the lake of fire.</hi> Thus it is evident, every man ſhall giue vp his account; euery ſoule ſhall firſt or laſt come to his reckning: <hi>Multorum vocatio, paucorum electio, omnium retributio,</hi> many are called, few choſen, but al rewarded according to their deeds. Oh then let vs prepare our ſelues to meet our God; let vs come before him with feare, and tremble at his iudgements. <hi>Feare not him</hi> (ſaith our Sauiour) <hi>who when he hath killed the body, can doe no more, but feare him, who can caſt both ſoule and body to hell; I ſay him feare.</hi> Oh how many of the Saints of God trembled and quaked when they haue meditated vpon the laſt iudgement. <hi>Hierome</hi> ſaith, as oft as I thinke of that day, how doth my whole body quake, and my heart within me tremble?<note place="margin">Quoties diem illum cogito toto corpore contremiſco. Timeo Gehen nam quippe interminatam</note> 
                        <hi>Cyrill</hi> ſaith, I am afraid of Hell, becauſe the worme there dies not,<note place="margin">A dentibus beſtiae infer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nalis contre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſco, quis dabit oculis meis fontem lachrymarum, vt praeveniam fletibus fletu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> &amp; ſtridotem dentium.</note> and the fire neuer goeth out: I horribly tremble (ſaith <hi>Bernard</hi>) at the teeth of that infernall beaſt. Who will giue to mine eyes (ſaith he) a fountaine of teares, that by my wee<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ping here, I may prevent weeping and gnaſhing of teeth hereafter? Let the examples of theſe Saints of God ſtirre vp in our hearts the like affections. Let it be the pitch of our deſires, and the higheſt ſtraine of all our endeauours, to attaine thoſe heaue<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ly manſions which our Saviour hath prouided for vs;<note place="margin">Momentane<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>um eſt quod delectat, aeter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>num quod cruciat.</note> and to avoid thoſe endleſſe, eaſeleſſe flames which God hath pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pared for the Diuell and his Angels. Who would gaine the purchaſe of a ſhort and tranſient pleaſure,
<pb n="70" facs="tcp:181127:37"/> at ſo high a rate, as the heavy price of eternall fire? Beſides how ſhall our tender bodies, which ſo ſhrinke at the prick of a pin, or flame of a candle endure thoſe laſting preſſures?</p>
                     <p>Who can dwell (ſaith the Prophet) with eternall fire, who can abide with euerlaſting burnings? Oh, let vs ſet before our eyes the judgement to come, and whatſoeuer we finde our ſelues worthy to be condem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned for,<note place="margin">Ceſſat vindi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cta divina, fi converſio praecurrat hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mana.</note> by the juſt Iudge at that day. Let vs firſt con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>demne our ſelues; for where mans conuerſion begins, there Gods diſpleaſure maketh his period. Excellent is that aduiſe of S. <hi>Gregory,</hi> weigh (ſaith he) and conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der the errors of thy life while thy time ſerues; Trem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble at that ſtrict judgement to come while thou haſt health,<note place="margin">Culpam tuam (dum vacat) pe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſa, &amp; diſtri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctionem futu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ri iudicii (dum vales) exhor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reſce, ne tunc amaram ſen tentiam audi as, cum nullis fletibus eva<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>da<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
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                           </gap>.</note> leaſt thou heare that bitter ſentence <hi>(Goe yee curſed)</hi> goe forth againſt thee when it is too late. Did man knowe what time he ſhould leaue the world, hee might proportion his time, ſome to pleaſure, &amp; ſome to repentance. But hee that hath promiſed pardon to the penitent, hath not aſſured the ſinner of an houres life. Since therefore we can neither preuent, nor fore<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſee death, let vs alwaies expect it, and prouide for it. Let vs dye to our ſinnes here, that wee may liue to Chriſt hereafter, and let vs ſuffer with Chriſt in this world, that we may reioyce and raigne with him in the world to come. <hi>Recuſat eſſe in corpore, qui non vult odium ſuſtinere cum capite.</hi> When we depart this life, we goe to an eternity, to an eternity I ſay, which ſhall neuer end, to an eternity <hi>quae facit omne bonum infinitè melius, et omne malum, infinité moleſtius,</hi> which ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>keth euery good action infinitely better, and euery e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vill
<pb n="71" facs="tcp:181127:37" rendition="simple:additions"/> action infinitely worſe. Oh the vnhappineſſe and everlaſting woe of thoſe men, who preferre the ſmall and trifling things of this life, before the eternall weight of glory hereafter: who to enioy the ſhort comfort of a miſerable life here, are content to looſe the preſence of <hi>God and ſociety of Angells hereafter.</hi>
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                     <hi>O</hi> Mercifull God thou that art the eternall truth, the true charity, and long eternity, ſo illuminate the blindneſſe of our vnderſtandings that the ſerious conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deration of our ſhort and tranſitory miſeries which wee run through in this life, may driue vs to a more feeling apprehenſion of thoſe eternall paines which abide vs in the world to come Settle our hearts vpon the true ioy, teach vs ſo to poſſeſſe theſe tranſient things, that we looſe not the enduring ſubſtance, ſo to lament our ſinnes, that we may eſcape the puniſhment, ſo to proceed in the way, that we fayle not of our iournies end. <hi>Amen, Amen.</hi>
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