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O thou blessed Fountain of eternal good, convey those happy streams of comfort to my sinful soul, that may revive me from the grave of misery; open mine eyes, that I may see thee in thy long patience, in thy great goodness, in thy rich mercies, in thy fatherly affe&tions towards me.
I am woefully funk into the deep mire of fin, Where no stay is; Lord, uphold me by thy grace, that I perish not eternally ; O deliver me for thy mercy fake, for I am helpless and poor, and my heart is wounded within me.
Let my soul live, and it shall praise thee, and thy judgments shall help me.
As-thou hast raised me by thy power, so rule me by thy providence, that thy grace may be far sweeter with my sufferings than my pleasure with my sins.
Restrain my loose desires, renew my good pur. poses, aslist my weak endeavours, correct mine er. rørs, sustain my infirmities; give me a godly forrow for my sins, and a thankful heart for thy favors, a filial fear of thy judgments, a fincere love to thy laws, an holy constancy, and happy perseverance to my lives end. AMEN.
UPON THE GREAT DANCER OF PRESUMPTION.
• ALAS, my soul, how vain art thou! how how wretched, to presume upon the mercy of thy God! how canst thou be so foolish to believe, that God will favor thee in that which he so severely punished in his own Son? thinkest thou that precious blood was spilt to cherish sin? Be not mistaken, for as Christ Jesus came into the world to save finners, so he came also to call finners to repentance, Dost thou argue well, to say, because God is merciful, long-suffering, and of great good. ness, therefore I will abuse his mercy in sinning, his patience by my long continuing in sin, his great goodness by my great unthankfulness? Is not this to mock his mercy, to bid defiance to justice, to arm him with fury, to invite him to revenge? Al fure thyself, the longer he is in drawing his bow, the more forcible will he send his arrow. .
Deceive not thyself therefore, God will not be so merciful to thee, as to be unjust to himself; all the ways of God are mercy and truth; mercy to support thy weakness, truth to correct thy wilfulness: there is therefore mercy with him, that he
may be feared, not that he may be slighted, not that he may be shamefully dishonored : how full of falshood is thy bold presumption ? thou cryest, peace, peace, when sudden war is ready to destroy thee; there is no peace to the wicked, saith my God; heaven and earth are up in arms against thee, and there is none left, not so much as thine own conscience to deliver thee.
Thou hast graciously received the knowledge of the truth, thou hast grievously finned against the light of that knowledge, thou hast woefully continued in thy sins, without remorse of conscience, without desire of repentance, and there now remaineth no more facrifice for fin, but a fearful looking for of judgment, and violent fire, that should devour the adversaries.
; O remember, that the angels, for one sín, were · thrown down from heaven, and that Adam, for one sin, was cast out of paradise: thy. fins (O my soul) are innumerable, thou hast had line upon line, and precept upon precept, and yet thou addest fin upon lin, and transgression upon transgression: thou hast finned against many precious promises, against many gracious performances, against many fearful judg. ments; thou hast grieved that good spirit, by which the saints are sealed up unto the day of redemption: all these are heavy aggravations upon thee, to kill
up the meafure of thy fins, and hasten the swiftness of thy punishments. .
Ah, how fad is thy condition! thou hast not only wearied out thyself, in wickedness, but thy God also: hear what he faith unto thee, how he complaineth of thee by his holy prophet, “ behold, I am preffed under you, as a cart is laden with fheaves," Amos 2, 13; and yet thou still addest more load; but as thou addest fin upon fin, fo thou callest for wrath upon wrath; as thou haft made aa mock at fin, fo God will make a mock at mifery ;. as thou hast thy measure in finning, fo God wilt Have his measure in punishing; consider what he: faith unto thee by his prophet, “judgment will I lay to the rule, and righteousness to the ballance;""; lai. 216.17; 18: As he hath a bottle for thy tears, fo he hath a bag for thy tranfgreffions, Job. 14. 17. their growth-is, recorded, their number accounted their nature examined, all sealed up against the great and fearful day of the revelation of the righteous, judgment.. .
· O consider this, thou that forgettest God, leaft: he tear thee in pieces.. and there be none to deliver thee. Think how suddenly thou mayest be snatcht away by those infernal fiends, to endless torments, and then what tears will be enough to weep thine: obsequies,. to quench those everlasting burnings?
But then, alas, instead of tears of compassion, thou shalt have mocks of derifion, the cursed devils will laugh thee to scorn, the blessed saints and angels will rejoice at thy confusion, and God himself, who only can relieve thee, will for ever hide his tender mercy from thee.
Awake therefore, out of thy sleep of death, look well into thy lost estate, thou art now near unto making up the measure of thy sins, beyond which thou canst not pass: thy God hath said to thee, as to the sea, hitherto shalt thou go, and here shalt thou stay thy proud waves. Think how suddenly thou mayest be called to thy last account, even this very hour (for ought thou knowest) those cursed fpirits may convey thee to thy fiery prison. O think how powerfully the wrath of God will then seize upon thee; how woefully wilt thou excruciate thyself with apprehension of thy former folly ; and last of all, how wretchedly thou art for ever banished from eternal joys, to suffer with the damned in eternal torments: let this move thee to amend thy wicked ways, to cry mightily to God for mercy, to judge thyself, to condemn thyself, that thou mayest not be judged of the Lord.; to kiss the Son least he be angry, and so thou perith from the right way: if his wrath be kindled, yea, but a little, blessed are all they that put their trust in him. Turn therefore, unto the Lord thy God, O my soul,