we all lie down in our bed of earth as sure to wake as ever we can be to shut our eyes In and from thee O blessed Saviour is this our assurance who art the first fruits of them that sleep The first handfull of the first fruits was not presented for it self but for the whole field wherein it grew The vertue of that oblation extended it self to the whole crop Neither didst thou O blessed Jesu rise again for thy self only but the power and vertue of thy resurrection reaches to all thine so thy chosen Vessel tels us Christ the first fruits afterwards they that are Christs at his coming So as though the resurrection be of all the dead both just and unjust yet to rise by the power of thy resurrection is so proper to thine own as that thou O Saviour hast styled it the resurrection of the just whiles the rest shall be drag'd out of their graves by the power of thy God-head to their dreadful judgment Already therefore O Jesu are we risen in thee and as sure shall rise in our own persons The Loco-motive faculty is in the head Thou who art our head art risen we who are thy members must and shall follow Say then O my dying body say boldly unto Death Rejoyce not over me O mine enemy for though I fall yet I shall rise again Yea Lord the vertue of thy first fruits diffuseth it self not to our rising only but to a blessed immortality of these bodies of ours for as thou didst rise immortall and glorious so shall we by and with thee Who shalt change these vile bodies and make them like to thy glorious body The same power that could shake off death can put on glory and Majesty Lay thee down therefore O my body quietly and cheerfully and look to rise in another hue Thou art sown in corruption thou shalt be raised in incorruption thou art sown in dishonour thou shalt be raised in glory thou art sown in weaknesse but shalt be raised in power XXXVI In this life in this death of the body O Lord I see there are no degrees though differences of time The man that dyed yesterday is as truly dead as Abel the first man that dyed in the world and Methuselah that lived nine hundred sixty nine years did not more truly live then the childe that did but salute and leave the world but in the life to come and the second death there are degrees degrees of blessedness to the glorified degrees of torments to the damned the least whereof is unspeakable unconceivable Oh thou that art the Lord of life and death keep my soul from those steps that go down to the chambers of death and once set it for higher I dare not sue to go but over the threshold of glory and blessedness XXXVII O Lord my God I am as very a Pilgrime as ever walked upon thy earth Why should I look to be in any better condition then my neighbours then my forefathers Even the best of them that were most fixed upon their inheritance were no other then strangers at home It was not in the power of the world to naturalize them much less to make them enroll themselves free-Denizons here below they knew their country which they sought was above so infinitely rich and pleasant that these earthly regions which they must pass thorough are in comparison worthy of nothing but contempt My condition is no other then theirs I wander here in a strange country What wonder is it if I meet with forrainers fare hard usage and neglect Why do I intermeddle with the affaires of a nation that is not mine Why do I clog my self in my way with the base and heavy lumber of the world Why are not my affections homeward Why do I not long to see and enjoy my fathers house O my God thou that hast put me into the state of a Pilgrim give me a Pilgrims heart set me off from this wretched world wherein I am let me hate to think of dwelling here Let it be my only care how to pass through this miserable wilderness to the promised land of a blessed eternitie XXXVIII One Talent at the least O Lord hast thou put into my hand and that sum is great to him that is not worth a dram but alas what have I done with it I confess I have not hid it in a napkin but have been laying it out to some poor advantage yet surely the gain is so unanswerable that I am afraid of an Audit I see none of the approved servants in the Gospel brought in an increase of less value then the receit I fear I shall come short of the sum O thou who justly holdest thy self wronged with the style of an austere master vouchsafe to accept of my so mean improvement and thou who valuedst the poor widows mites above the rich gifts cast into thy Treasurie be pleased to allow of those few pounds that my weak indevors could raise from thy stock and mercifully reward thy servant not according to his success but according to his true intentions of glorifying thee XXXIX What a word is this which I hear from thee O Saviour Behold I stand at the doore and knock Thou which art the Lord of life God blessed for ever to stand and knock at the door of a sinful heart Oh what a praise is this of thy mercy and long suffering What a shame to our dull neglect and graceless ingratitude For a David to say I waited patiently upon the Lord Truly my soul waiteth upon God it is but meet and comely for it is no other then the duty of the greatest Monarchs on earth yea of the highest Angels in Heaven to attend their Maker but for thee the great God of Heaven to wait at the door of us sinful dust and ashes what a condescension is this what a longanimity It were our happiness O Lord if upon our greatest suit and importunity we might have the favor to entertain thee into our hearts but that thou shouldst importune us to admit thee and shouldst wait at the posts of our doors till thine head be filled with dew and thy locks with the drops of the night it is such a mercy as there is not room enough in our souls to wonder at In the mean time what shall I say to our wretched unthankfulnes and impious negligence Thou hast graciously invited us to thee and hast said knock and it shall be opened and yet thou continuest knocking at our doors and we open not willingly delaying to let in our happiness we know how easie it were for thee to break open the brasen doors of our brests and to come in but the Kingdome of Heaven suffers not violence from thee though it should suffer it from us Thou wilt do all thy works in a sweet and gracious way as one who will not force but win love Lord I cannot open unless thou that
more of a man then of a flower that lasts some days he lasts some years at their period both fade Now what difference is there to be made betwixt days and years in the thoughts of an eternal duration Herein therefore I have a great advantage of a carnal heart such a one bounding his narrow conceits with the present condition is ready to admire himself and others for what they have or are and is therefore dejected upon every miscarriage whereas I behold my self or that man in all his glory as vanishing onely measuring every mans felicity by the hopes and interress which he hath in a blessed eternity V. When I am dead and forgotten the world will be as it is the same successions and varieties of seasons the same revolutions of Heaven the same changes of Earth and Sea the like occurrents of natural events and humane affairs It is not in my power to alter the course of things or to prevent what must be What should I do but quietly take my part of the present and humbly leave the care of the future to that all-wise providence which ordereth all things even the most cross events according to his most holy and just purposes VI. The Scripture is the Sun the Church is the Clock whose hand points us to and whose sound tells us the hours of the day the Sun we know to be sure and regularly constant in his motion the Clock as it may fall out may go too fast or too slow we are wont to look at and listen to the Clock to know the time of the day but where we finde the variation sensible to beleeve the Sun against the Clock not the Clock against the Sun As then we would condemn him of much folly that should profess to trust the Clock rather then the Sun so we cannot but justly tax the miscredulity of those who will rather trust to the Church then to the Scripture VII What marvailous high respects hath God given to man above all his other visible Creatures what an house hath he put him into how gloriously arched how richly pavemented Wherefore serves all the furniture of Heaven and Earth but for his use What delicate provision hath that bountiful hand made for his palate both of meats and liquors by Land and Sea What rich ornaments hath he laid up for him in his wardrobe of earth and waters and wherefore serves the various musick of Birds but to please his ear For as for the brute Creatures all harmony to them is but as silence Wherefore serves the excellent variety of Flowers surpassing Solomon in all his glory but to please his eie meer grass is more acceptable to Beasts Yea what Creature but he is capable to survey Gods wonders in the deep to contemplate the great fabrick of the Heavens to observe the glorious bodies and regular motions of the Sun Moon Stars and which exceeds all conceiveable mercies who but he is capable of that celestial Glory which is within that beautiful contignation to be a companion of the blessed Angels yea to be a limb of the mystical Body of the eternal Son of God and to partake with him of his everlasting and incomprehensible glory Lord what is man that thou art thus mindful of him and how utterly unworthy are we even of common mercies if we return not to our God more advantage of glory then those poor creatures that were made for us and which cannot in nature be sensible of his favors VIII How plain is it that all sensitive things are ordered by an instinct from their Maker He that gives them being puts into them their several dispositions inclinations faculties operations If we look to Birds the Mavis the Black-bird the Red-brest have throats tuneable to any note as we daily see they may be taught strains utterly varying from their natural tones yet they all naturally have the same songs and accents different from each other and fully according to their own kinde so as every Mavis hath the same ditty with his fellows If we mark the building of their nests each kinde observes its own fashion and materials some clay others moss hair sticks yea if their very motions and restings they are conform to their own feather different from others If to Beasts they all untaught observe the fashions of their several kindes Galen observes that when he was dissecting a She-goat big with young a Kid then ready to be yeaned starts out and walks up and down the room and there being in the same place set several vessels of oyl hony water milk the new faln Kid smells at them all and refusing the rest falls to lapping of the milk whereupon he justly infers that nature stays not for a Teacher Neither is it other in Flies and all sorts of the meanest vermine all Bees build alike and order the Common-wealth of their hive in one maner all Ants keep their own way in their housing journeys provisions all Spiders do as perfectly and uniformly weave their web as if they had been Apprentises to the trade the same instincts are seen also in the rational Creatures although in most cases overruled by their higher faculties What an infinite providence then is this we live under that hath distributed to every creature as a several form so several inclinations qualities motions proper to to their own kinde and different from other and keeps them in this constant uniformity and variety for the delight and contentment of man O God that I could be capable of enough wondring at thy great works that I could be enough humbled under the sense of my own incapacity that I could give thee so much more glory as I finde more vileness in my self IX When I saw my precious watch now through an unhappy fall grown irregular taken asunder and lying scattered upon the workmans shop-board so as here lay a wheel there the balance here one gimmer there another straight my ignorance was ready to think when and how will all these ever peece together again in their former order But when the skilful Artisan had taken it a while in hand and curiously pined the joynts it now began to return to its wonted shape and constant motion as if it had never been disordered How could I chuse but see in this the just embleme of a distempered Church and State wherein if all seem disjoynted and every wheel laid aside by it self so as an unknowing beholder would dispair of a redress yet if it shall please the great Artist of Heaven to put his hand unto it how soon might it return to an happy resetlement Even so blessed Lord for thy great mercies sake make up the breaches of thy Sion repair the ruines of thy Jerusalem X We are and we are not all one mans children Our bodies once met in one root but our mindes and dispositions do so differ as if we had never been of kin one man is so gentle and plausible that he would fain please
in mount Sinai that thunder and rain wherewith God answered the prayer of Samuel in wheat-harvest for Israels conviction in the unseasonable suit for their King that thundering voyce from Heaven that answered the prayer of the Son of God for the glorifying of his Name the seven thunders that uttered their voyces to the beloved Disciple in Pathmos had nothing of ordinary nature in them And how many have we heard and read of That for sleighting of this great work of God have at once heard his voyce and felt his stroke Shortly if any heart can be unmoved at this mighty voyce of God it is stiffer then the rocks in the wilderness for The voyce of the Lord shaketh the wilderness the Lord shaketh the wilderness of Kadesh For me I tremble at the power whiles I adore the mercy of that great God that speaks so loud to me It is my comfort that he is my Father who approves himself thus omnipotent his love is no less infinite then his power let the terror be to them that know him angry let my confidence overcome my fear It is the Lord let him do what he will All is not right with me till I have attained to tremble at him while he shineth and to rejoyce in him whiles he thundreth LX. We talk of mighty warriors that have done great exploits in conquering kingdoms but the Spirit of God tells us of a greater conquest then all theirs Whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world and this is the victory that overcometh the world even our faith Alass the conquest of those great Commanders was but poor and partial of some small spots of the earth the conquest of a regenerate Christian is universal of the whole world Those other conquerors whiles they prevailed abroad were yet overcome at home and whiles they were the Lords of nations were no other then vassals to their own lusts These begin their victories at home and enlarge their Triumphs over all their spiritual enemies The glory of those other victors was laid down with their bodies in the dust the glory that attends these is eternal What pity it is that the true Christian should not know his own greatness that he may raise his thoughts accordingly and bear himself as one that tramples the world under his feet For all that is in the world is the lust of the flesh the lust of the eyes and the pride of life these he hath truly subdued in himself not so as to bereave them of life but of rule if he have left them some kinde of being still in him yet he hath left them no dominion and therefore may well stile himself the Lord of the world Far far therefore be it from him that he should so abject and debase himself as to be a slave to his vassals none but holy and high thoughts and demeanors may now beseem him and in these spiritual regards of his inward greatness and self-conquests his word must be either Cesar or nothing LXI I see so many kindes of phrensies in the world and so many seemingly wise brains taken with them that I much doubt whom I may be sure to account free from either the touch or at least the danger of this indisposition How many opinions do I see raised every day that argue no less then a meer spiritual madness such as if they should have been but mentioned seven years ago would have been questioned out of what Bedlam they had broken loose And for dispositions how do we see one so ragingly furious as if he had newly torn off his chaines and escaped another so stupidly senseless that you may thrust pins into him up to the head and he startles not at it One so dumpishly sad as if he would freez to death in melancholy and hated any contentment but in sorrow another so apishly jocund as if he cared for no other pastime then to play with feathers One so superstitiously devout that he is ready to cringe and crouch to every stock another so wildly prophane that he is ready to spit God in the face shortly one so censorious of others as if he thought all men mad but himself another so mad as that he thinks himself and all mad men sober and well-witted In this store and variety of distempers were I not sure of my own principles I could easily misdoubt my self now setled on firm grounds I can pity and bewail the woful distraction of many and can but send them for recovery to that divine wisdom who calls to them in the openings of the gates and uttereth her words saying How long ye silly ones will ye love simplicity and the scorners delight in their scorning and fools hate knowledg turn you at my reproof O ye simple understand wisdom and ye fools be ye of an understanding heart Blessed is the man that heareth me watching daily at my gaâ—es But he that sinneth against me wrongeth his own soul all they that hate me love death LXII Man as he confists of a double nature flesh and spirit so is he placed in a middle rank betwixt an angel which is spirit and a beast which is flesh partaking of the qualities and performing the acts of both he is angelical in his understanding in his sensual affections beastial and to whether of these he most enclineth and conformeth himself that part wins more of the other and gives a denomination to him so as he that was before half angel half beast if he be drowned in sensuality hath lost the angel and is become a beast if he be wholly taken up with heavenly Meditations he hath quit the beast and is improved angelical It is hard to hold an equal temper either he must degenerate into a beast or be advanced to an angel meer reason sufficiently apprehends the difference of the condition Could a beast be capable of that faculty he would wish to be a man rather then a brute as he is There is not more difference betwixt a man and beast then between an angel and a brutish man How must I needs therefore be worse then beast if when I may be preferred to that happy honor I shall rather affect to be a beast then an angel Away then with the bestial delights of the sensual appetite let not my soul sink in this mud let me be wholly for those intellectual pleasures which are pure and spiritual and let my ambition be to come as neer to the Angel as this clog of my flesh will permit LXIII There is great difference in mens dispositions under affliction Some there are dead-hearted patients that grow mopish and stupid with too deep a sence of their sufferings others out of a careless jollity are insensible even of sharp and heavy crosses We are wont to speak of some whose inchanted flesh is invulnerable this is the state of those hearts which are so bewitched with worldly pleasurâ—s that they are not to be peirced with
gracious a liberty of exchanging these worthless thoughts of the world for the deare and precious meditations of heavenly things and now how justly do I fall out with my wretched self that I have given way to secular distractions since my heart can be sometimes in Heaven why should it not be alwaies there II. What is this that I see my Saviour in an Agonie and an Angel strengthening him Oh the wonderful dispensation of the Almighty That the eternal Son of God who promised to send the comforter to his followers should need comfort That he of whom the voice from Heaven said This is my well-beloved Son in whom I am well pleased should be strugling with his Fathers wrath even to blood That the Lord of life should in a languishing horror say My soul is exceeding sorrowfull even unto death These these O Saviour are the chastisements of our peace which both thou wouldst suffer and thy Father would inflict The least touch of one of those pangs would have been no less then an hell to mee the whole brunt whereof thou enduredst for my soul what a wretch am I to grudg a little paine from or for thee who wert content to undergoe such pressure of torment for me as squeezed from thee a sweat of blood since my miserable sinfulness deserved more load then thou in thy merciful compassion wilt lay upon mee and thy pure nature and perfect innocence merited nothing but love and glory In this sad case what service is it that an Angel offers to do unto thee Lo there appeares to thee an Angel from Heaven strengthening thee still more wonder Art not thou the God of spirits Is it not thou that gavest being life motion power glory to all the Angels of Heaven Shall there be need of one single created spirit to administer strength and comfort to his Creator were this the errand why did not all that blessed Chore of celestial spirits joyn their forces together in so high an imployment Where are the multitudes of that heavenly host which at thy birth sung Glory to God in the highest and on earth peace Where are those Angels which ministred to thee after thy combat of temptations in the wilderness Surely there was not so much use of their divine cordialls in the desart as in the garden O my God and Saviour thus thou wouldst have it It is thy holy will that is the rule and reason of all thine actions and events Thou that wouldst make use of the provision of men for thy maintenance on earth wouldst employ thy servants the Angels for the supply of thy consolations and thou that couldst have commanded Legions of those celestial spirits wouldst be served by one not but that more were present but that onely one appeared all the host of them ever invisibly attended thee as God but as man one onely presents himself to thy bodily eyes and thou who madest thy self for our sakes a little lower then the Angels which thou madest wouldst humble thy self to receive comfort from those hands to which thou gavest the capacity to bring it It is no marvel if that which was thy condescent be our glory and happiness I am not worthy O God to know what conflicts thou hast ordained for my weakness what ever they be thou that hast appointed thine Angels to be ministring spirits for the behoof of them who shall be heirs of salvation suffer not thy servant to want the presence of those blessed Emissaries of thine in any of his extremities let them stand by his soul in his last agonie and after an happy Eluctation conveigh it to thy glory III. Many a one hath stumbled dangerously at a wicked mans prosperity and some have fallen desperately into that sin which they have seen thrive in others hands Those carnal hearts know no other proof of good or evil but present events esteeming those causes holy and just which are crowned with outward success not considering that it is one of the cunningest plots of hell to win credit to bad enterprises by the fairest issues wherein the Devill deales with unwary men like some cheating gamester who having drawn in an unskilful and wealthy novice into play suffers him to win a while at the first that he may at the last sweet away all the stakes and some rich mannors to boote The foolish Benjaminites having twice won the field begin to please themselves with a fale conceit of Gibeahs honesty and their own perpetual victories but they shall soon finde that this good speed is but a pit-fal to entrap them in an ensuing destruction It is a great judgment of God to punish sinners with welfare and to render their leud waies prosperuos wherein how contrary are the Almighties thoughts to theirs their seeming blessings are his heavy curse and the smart of his stripes are a favor too good for them to enjoy to judge wisely of our condition it is to be considered not so much how we fare as upon what termes If we stand right with Heaven every cross is a blessing and every blessing a pledge of future happiness if we be in Gods disfavor every of his benefits is a judgment and every judgment makes way for perdition For mee let it be my care that my disposition may be holy and my actions righteous let God undertake for the event IV It is no easie thing to perswade a man that he is proud every one professes to hate that vice yet cherishes it secretly in his bosome for what is pride but an over-weening of our selves and such is is our natural self-love that we can hardly be drawn to believe that in any kinde we think too well of our own Now this pride is ever so much more dangerous as the thing which we over-prize is more excellent and as our mis-apprehension of it mâ—y be more diffusive To be proud of gay-cloathes which is childish or to be proud of beauty which is a womanish vice hath in it more fondness then malignity and goes no further then the brest wherein it is conceived finding no other entertainment in the beholders then either smiles or envy but the pride of knowledg or holy dispositions of the soul as it is of an higher nature so it produceth commonly more perilous effects for as it puffes up a man above measure so it suffers not it self to bekept in within the narrow bounds of his own thoughts but violently bursts out to the extream prejudice of a world of men Onely by pride commeth contention saith wise Solomon Even purse-pride is quarelous domineering over the humble neighbourhood and raising quarrels out of trifles but the spiritual arrogance is so much more mischeivous as the soul is beyond all earthly pelf For when we are once come to advance and admire our own judgments we are first apt to hug our own inventions then to esteem them too precious to be smothered within our own closets the world must know of how