will be alwayes warr with sin I know that while I live sin will have its being in my mortal body the Ivy will still be twisting about the house there 's no destroying of it untill the wall fall Sin was the womb of Death and only Death must be the tomb of Sin God would have my soul humbled therefore though he hath broke my prison yet he hath left the chain upon my feet God would have my graces exercised therefore though he have translated me into the Kingdom of life yet he hath left the Canaanite in the Land God would have my faith exercised therefore Goliah still shews himself in the field that so I might make out to the Name of the Lord I will therefore unbuckle Saul's Armour humble mine own abilities and betake me to the strength of Christ so though I cannot help the rebelling power of sin yet I shall alwayes hinder the ruling power of sin As it shall be my grief because sin will have its being so it shall be my care that it may never have its thriving though sin may live in me yet I will never live in sin LXI Meditat. I Must not pray simply against Temptations though I may against the evil of temptation for a Christian my be tempted and yet not overcome a Castle may be assaulted and yet not taken if Sathan inject an evi motion and I reject it this is not mine but the Devils sin this shall be a shining jewel in my crown of victory as an aggravating Item in his day of judgement Why art thou so terrified at the roaring of a Lion as if he could not rage but he must devour or as if grace temptation would not stand together As if the same afflictions were not accomplished upon thy Brethren This is an undoubted truth that spiritual wickedness is to be found in the heavenliest places and this is an excellent sign that Sathan takes thee for one that will tread upon his head when he is so violent to bruise thy heel and this a comfortable assurance that if Jesus Christ be thy Captain to lead thee in he will be thy Champion to bring thee out so that temptation shall be as a File to beautifie thy soul and as a Sword to wound thine Adversary For my part I know Sathan will be alwayes tempting therefore I will be alwayes watching and what I cannot hinder that I will be sure to hate So shall it be my joy to fall into temptation and the Devil's misery to fall into his own pit LXII Meditat. II was proudly said by Caesar crossing unknown the Sea being in a little Barque in a tempestuous storm when they were ready to be swallowed up by the waves perceiving the courage of the Pilot to fail Confide scias te Caesarem vehere Fear not for thou carriest Caesar How truly may a gracious spirit say in the midst of all dissertions afflictions and tribulations Fear nothing O my soul thou carriest Jesus Christ What though the windowes of Heaven be open for a storm or the fountains of the deep broke up for a floud dissertions from above afflictions from below yet God that sits in Heaven will not cast away his Son Christ that lives in me will not let me sink the swelling waves I know are but to set me nearer heaven and the swelling deeps are but to make me awake my Master prize thy Christ they cannot drown thee therefore shall not daunt me For while I sail with Christ I am sure to land with Christ LXIII Meditat. IF Satan cannot hinder the birth of graces then he labours to be the death of graces this is too ordinary to see a Christian lose his first love and to fall from his first works his love that was formerly an ascending flame always sparkling up to Heaven is now like a little spark almost suffocated with the Earth The godly sorrow that was once a swelling torrent like Jordan overflowing his banks is now like Job's Summer brook which makes the Traveller ashamed his proceedings against sin once furious like the march of Jehu against Ahab but now like Sampson he can sleep in Dalilahs lap whil'st she steals away his strength before he could not give rest to his eyes till God had given rest to his soul but now he can lye down with sin in his bosome and wounds in his Conscience At first his zeal did eat him up but now his decayings hath eat up his zeal How is thy excellency O Christian departed from thee How is thy crown fallen from thy head What a dangerous breach hast thou made for the entrance in of sin and sorrow Temptations find thee wracked and leave thee wounded thy graces that were once like the Worthies of David that could break through anâ— host of enemies and draw water at the wells of salvation are now like the Souldiers that follow Saul they are with thee trembling thou hast potent enemies but impotent graces often assaulted but easily conquered and as thy glorious Sun is setting so are dismal Clouds arising Thou O Christian art decreasing in thy graces and God is declining in his favours Thou drawest off Communion with the Saints and God draws off Communion from thy soul Thou offerest up thy sacrifices without the fire of zeal and he answers thy coldness with the fire of wrath In a word thy spirit hath no delight in God and Gods soul hath no delight in thee And as there is bad news from Heaven so there is sad news from Conscience What tremblings of heart What astonishment of soul What disputes against mercy What questionings of salvation will thy wounded conscience and bleeding spirit raise What flashes of lightning What claps of thunder will break out upon thy soul when the hot pangs of death shall be wrapt up in the cold and chill scruples of salvation As I will therefore draw out my soul to praise God for grace implanted so also will I put out my strength to serve God by grace improved that as every hour sets-me nearer my grave so every action may set me nearer my haven LXIV Meditat. AN Hypocrite is the Devils servant in Gods livery and therefore out of favour both in Heaven and Earth for man seeth his livery and therefore hateth him and God sees his heart and therefore will not own him Men see his outward sanctity and therefore deride him and God sees his inward hypocrisie and therefore abhors him so that he travels in the Wilderness and yet shall never rest in Canaan when he comes to cast up the summ of all his labours this he shall find to be the summ of them in stead of that blessed sentence of approbation Well done good and faithfull servant he shall have that direful sentence of detestation Who hath required this at your hands He that so cunningly deceived others doth at last as foolishly beguile himself in a word he is a man that steals his Damnation and sweats to get to Hell so that the
openly prophane and cunningly hypocritical meet both there at last only with this difference the way the one goeth through the Gate and the other stealeth through the Postern Lord Therefore whiles the Hypocrite cloaths himself with formality cloath me with sincerity It may be men will hate me but I care not so God love me my duties may be full of imperfection but yet they shall never want a gracious acceptance my way may be in trouble yet my rest shall be in glory LXV Meditat. AS great serenity of weather is a presage of an Earthquake and Whirlwind so great security of life is a great and sore prediction of the souls earthquake of trembling and astonishment of spirit he that takes up formality and sits down in security he that layes his foundation in the sand and there raises his building the fall of that house will be great and you may observe that Christian that is only brought out of open prophaneness into outward profession that hath taken down the frame of his gross iniquity to set up a superficial form of piety that hath covered his face with a surface of Religion no soul so subject to fall into the sleep of death as such a soul for while he thinks himself well he seeks not to be better so that he slumbers away his time ' untill the cry at midnight ' and then he startles and awakes and sees nothing but the bridge of mercy drawn up and the gates of Heaven shut in See with what confidence these Formalists in the Gospel come unto Christ they come under the relation of Servants and therefore they call upon him as their Master Lord Lord Have not we prophesied in thy Name and in thy Name cast cut Devils c. They made no question of salvation but show their works as if they would command it for their wages But hear Christs answer Then will I profess unto them I never knew you What Lord Never knew us That is strange Have not we heard thy Word received thy Sacraments and relieved thy Members and spake for Thee and prayed to Thee and done many things in thy Name and yet didst thou never know us No sayes Christ I never knew you but with an utter and absolute rejection I never knew you I never did approve you in all your specious wayes and glorious shews wherein you did so pride your selves because all was in formality and nothing in sincerity therefore depart from me They little thought of such a sad expulsion such a direful seperation And thus the out-side Christian because he hath reformed in many things and doth conform to many duties therefore with Agag he concludes the bitterness of death is past so he cloaths himself with smooth imaginations and deceitful apprehensions till he is hewen asunder before the Lord. I will not therefore in the least duty be formal or in the least duty be secure but with the blessed man be always fearing for I had rather tremble here than startle in Hell LXVI Meditat. DOth Sin present it self look upon it as it must be with tears or shall be in torments if thou committest the least sin and dyest impenitent thy soul is lost and thy redemption ceaseth for ever Or if thou committest this sin and dost repent yet what cloudings of the face of God What breakings of the bones with David What bitter pangs What painfull throws What shadows of Death What terrours of Hell may seize upon thee before thou canst make thy peace or settle thine assurance Wilt thou give way to sin because it is delectable or because it is pardonable Who loves poyson because it is sweet Or who drinks poyson because he may have an Antidote seeing it will work to his trouble if it work not out his life I have a precious soul shall I lose it for a lust I have a gracious God shall I venture him for a sin No I will alwayes reject that for which I am sure to lose my peace likely to lose my soul LXVII Meditat. WHat Heir travelling to take possession of a rich inheritance either lets a green Meadow or a pleasant Garden detain him or a black Cloud or a foul way dishearten him O my Soul Thou art travelling to take possession of a glorious inheritance among the Saints wilt thou turn aside to crop every flower Wilt thou stand still to hear every melodious sound Wilt thou leave thy way to drink of every gliding stream of carnal pleasure What is this but to view a Meadow and lose a mannor For a dying Flower to part with an eternal Crown For a flying vanity to lose an immortal felicity To forsake the way of Sion to gather one of the Apples of Sodom Or else O my Soul What if thy way be in tears and thy dayes in sorrow all clouded and a swelling Sea so that not only the lading of the Ship but thy very life is in danger yet here is enough to comfort thee that a good Father and a large portion a sweet rest and an everlasting refreshment will make amends for all Therefore Vain World promise not for I Will make no deviation because my way lyes to purer comforts and surer glory Vexing World threaten not for I will make no retarding because I am travelling to my Fathers to my Country to my Happiness LXVIII Meditat. AS the heart is so is the estate riches are but cyphers it is the mind that makes the sum What am I the nearer for a great estate if I am not contented with it desires of having will quickly eat up all the comforts and delights in possessing Therefore that Alexander that wants content is worse than Digenes that is contented with his wants It argued a rich mind in the Philosopher when walking through a Market and beholding varieties of good commodities yet could say Quà m multis rebus ego non egeo How many things do I not want But a richer mind in the Disciples that with a sweet complacency of spirit could acknowledge that as having nothing yet possessing all things I see all would be well if my heart were well I will therefore forme my heart to my estate so shall I have an estate according to my heart LXIX Meditat. When I remember saith one Job sitting on the Dunghill John hungering in the Wilderness St. Peter hanging on the Gibbet then I think how severely will God punish hereafter those Reprobates whom he loaths if he deals so sharply with his Children whom he loves if he do so much to his intimate friends in the time of Grace what will he do to his professed enemies in the day of Judgment You therefore that deride the miseries of the Saints Oh turn your jeers into fears for Hell sparkles out on Earth On the contrary Lord When I consider Herod in his pomp Haman in his honour Ahasuerus at his feast c. Then I think if God drop so much into a vessel of wrath what will he pour into a Vessel
it that thou aim'st at Is it a full enjoyment of thy God Why then whil'st thou art present in this body be always drawing near to the Lord so when thou shalt be absent from this body then thou shalt be always present with the Lord. VI. Meditat. HOw apt many are at the sight of a rich Worldling to envy him for what he hath But for my part I rather pity him for what he wants he hath a Talent but it wants improvement he hath a Lamp but it wants Oyl he hath a Soul but it wants grace he hath the star but he wants the Sun he hath the Creature but he wants the Creator In his life he doth but float upon a Torrent of vanity which empties it self into an Ocean of vexation and after death then take this unprofitable servant bind him hand and foot and cast him into utter darkness goe set his Soul adrift for ever in an impetuous Lake of fire and brimstone Where now is the object of your envy It is not his silver that now will anchor him nor his gold that shall land him nor his friends that can comfort him therefore if he be worth the envying who is worth the pitying If this be felicity then give me misery Lord rather make me poor with a good heart than rich with a bad conscience VII Meditat. I Am frail and the World is fading but my Soul is immortal and God is eternal If I pitch upon the creature either they may take wings like an Eagle that flyeth towards Heaven or my Soul may take its way with the rich fool and go to Hell but if I choose God for my portion then mercy and goodness shall follow me whil'st I live and glory and eternity shall crown me when I dye I will therefore now leave that which I shall soon lose that so I may embrace that which I shall always enjoy VIII Meditat. I See the wicked have their Heaven here and their Hell hereafter and on the contrary good men have their Hell here and their Heaven hereafter Dives had his good things in this life and Lazarus evil now Lazarus is comforted and Dives is tormented I will not therefore envy the prosperity of the wicked nor be offended at the affliction of the righteous seeing the one is drawn in pomp to Hell whil'st the other swims in tears to Heaven IX Meditat. AS there is a sad mirth so there is a joyful mourning look upon the voluptuous man however laughter may appear in his face yet sadness ever centers in his heart his carnal delights are not only vain but vexing like Musick they play him into a melancholly fit whil'st the Banquet lasts the Sensualist sings but when the reckoning comes his spirit sinks his burning candle presently goes out in a stinking snuffe his shining Sun instantly sets in a watery cloud Solomon gives us the summe of it thus Even in laughter the heart is sorrowful and the end of that mirth is heaviness But now come to the penitential person as his tears are the joy of Angels so they are the joy of his heart and the solace of his soul the salter his tears the sweeter his comforts the deeper his sighs the fuller his joy the beams of consolation alwayes shine into this house of mourning so that his soul is in travel with a Barnabas and his labours bring forth the fruits of peace insomuch that I may truly say to mourn for sin is to weep for joy These pure and pleasant streams of consolation which is the worldlings wonder that flow and run in those Crystal rivers of eternal pleasure at Gods right hand they come from a weeping spring Why then is the mouth of wickedness opened against the way of holiness As if grace were the Calvary to intomb joy and impiety the very womb to bring forth felicity but if experience may be heard my soul hath felt both and I find such damps of spirit in worldly pleasures and such refreshing of soul in the depth of godly sorrow that I shall esteem one drop of such spiritual joy better than an Ocean of their carnal mirth X. Meditat. WHere thine happiness lyeth there thy portion lyeth If thou place thy felicity in a poor empty creature If with Judas thy spirit run so low that thou canst be content only to keep the Bagg or with Reuben for some worldly convenience to quarter on this side Jordan Why then unworthy Soul take that which is thine own and goe thy way If thou wilt be put off with a breath of honour a blaze of pleasure a snare of riches or a parcel of vanity Why then goe take thy fill look for no more from God Thou seest thy all when thou goest from hence then farewell all in the mean while remember this that when the breath shall be expired the blaze extinct and the soul for ever ensnared then thy eternity shall be spent in bewailing thy folly But now O precious Soul If thou place thy felicity in the highest excellency thy portion lyes in the chiefest good If it be thine happiness alwayes to behold the beauty of Gods face it shall be thy portion for ever to behold the beauty of Gods presence Lord let the Worldling then be sent away with some poor worldly trifles but for my part since thou hast made me capable of such heavenly excellencies I desire never to be put off with transitory vanities my happiness lyes only in thy self Therefore whatever I enjoy beside thy self I will take it as a blessing but not as a portion XI Meditat. UNsatiable desires in temporals make a poor man in spirituals a right Christian is only rich in outward things when he is contented with what he hath That man hath nothing of heavenly things that thirsteth not after more Worldly desires they alwayes leave us empty either we get not what we covet or else we are not satisfied with what we get but he that thirsteth after heavenly things is alwayes filled and the more he receives the more he desires The richest and choicest mercies that God can give sincere Desires will fetch them in What a glorious improvement might we make of this affection if we did but divert the streames and turn them Heaven-ward How many excellent mercies lye a ground and only want this tyde to bring them in Why then let I my desires run out in wast I do but make my self poor in thirsting after more of the World and more of the Creature whereas I might be rich if I would but count more of Grace and of Christ XII Meditat. USually when a worldling is dead we ask how rich he dyed Oh say many he dyed rich he hath left a great estate Alas the poor man hath slept his sleep lost his dream and now he awakes he finds nothing in his hand where lyes his golden heap Only the rust of that heap is gone to witness against him his Mammon fails him only the unrighteousness of it follows him
others have the use of it onely the abuse of it he carries to judgement with him he hath made his friends as we say but he hath undone himself so that I may justly write this Motto upon every bagg This is the price of blood Shall I then treasure up the price of blood No Christ hath entrusted me as a Steward therefore what I have and need not Christ shall have in his members that need and have not So the transitory creatures when they shall slide away shall not carry me with them but when I shall pass away I shall carry them with me XII Meditat. GOod Lord what a miserable creature is a wicked man His very Manna turns to worms his very mercies make him miserable look upon him in his larger estate and you shall find either he hath not the benefit of enjoying it only the danger of keeping it and this adds not to his comfort or else if he doth enjoy it he doth so miserably abuse it that as one saith well he makes that which for use is but temporal for punishment to be eternal Alas the pleasures of it are quickly gone but the pain of it lyes in his bones for ever Lord therefore help me to improve thy mercies or else thy mercies will but improve my miseries XIV Meditat. WOuld'st thou know whether thy name be written in the Book of Life why then read what thou hast written in the Book of Conscience Thou needest not ask who shall ascend up into Heaven for to search the Records of Eternity thou mayest but descend down into thine own heart and their read what thou art and what thou shalt be Though Gods Book of Election and Reprobation be closed and kept above with God yet thy Book of Conscience that is open and kept below in thy very bosome and what thou writest here thou shalt be sure to read there If I write nothing in this Book but the black lines of sin I shall find nothing in Gods Book but the red lines of damnation But if I write Gods Word in the Book of Conscience I may be sure God hath written my Name in the Book of Life At the great Day of Judgement when all Books shall be opened there I shall either read the sweetest or the sharpest lines I will therefore so write here that I may not be ashamed to read hereafter XV. Meditat. BE not curious to search into the secrets of God pick not the Lock where he hath allowed no Key He that will be sifting every Cloud may be smitten with a Thunder-bolt and he that will be too familiar with Gods secrets may be over-whelmed in his judgements Adam would curiously increase his knowledge wherefore Adam shamefully lost his goodness the Bethshemites would needs pry into the Ark of God therefore the hand of God slew above fifty thousand of them Therefore hover not about this flame lest we scorch our wings for my part seeing God hath made me his Steward and not his Secretary I will carefully improve my self by what we have revealed and not curiously enquire into or after what he hath reserved XVI Meditat. NOthing is so sure as death and nothing so uncertain as the time I may be too old to live I can never be too young to dye I will therefore live every hour as if I were to dye the next XVII Meditat. AS the Tree falleth so it lyeth and where death strikes down there God layes out either for mercy or misery So that I may compare it to the Red Sea If I goe in an Israelite my landing shall be in glory and my rejoycing in triumph to see all mine enemies dead upon the Sea-shore but If I goe in an Aegyptian if I be on this side the Cloud on this side the Covenant and yet go in hardned among the Troops of Pharaoh Justice shall return in its full strength and an inundation of Judgement shall over-flow my soul for ever Or else I may compare it to the sleep of the ten Virgins of whom it is said they slumbred and slept we shall all fall into this sleep now if I lye down with the wise I shall goe in with the Bridegroom but if I sleep with the foolish without oyl in my lamp without grace in my soul I have closed the gates of mercy upon my soul for ever I see then this life is the time wherein I must go forth to meet the Lord this is the hour wherein I must do my work and that the day wherein I must be judged according to my works I know not how soon I may fall into this sleep Therefore Lord grant that I live every day in thy sight as I desire to appear the last day in thy presence XVIII Meditat. WHat is said of the Mariner in respect to his Ship that he alwayes sayles within four inches of death that may be said of the soul in relation to the body that it is alwayes in four inches of Eternity if the Ship splits then the Saylor sinks if our earthen vessels break the soul is gone plunged for ever into the bottomless Sea and bankless Ocean of Eternity This is the soul therefore that I desire to weep over that shall preposterously launch into the deep before he knows whether he shall sink or swim XIX Meditat. IT was a sad speech of a dying King Nondum caepi vivere jam cogor vivendi finem facere I must now dye before I begin to live It is the sad condition of many a dying man that their work is to do when their hour is come when the enemy is in the gate their weapons are to look for when death is at the door their graces are to look for when the Bridegroom is come their oyl is to buy the pursuer of blood is upon them and the City of refuge not so much as thought of by them In a word the seven years of plenty are wasted and no provision for the years of famine time is spent and nothing laid up for eternity I will therefore now finish every work I have to do that to dye might be the last work I have to finish XX. Meditat. THis impudent age of ours is grown so eminently uncivil that it is now a dayes counted one of the greatest shames to be ashamed of sin but for my part I had rather be accounted the Worlds fool than Gods enemy XXI Meditat. WOrldling thou deridest to see a Ceristian melting at the Word trembling at a sin I tell thee he is of a noble carriage he can triumph in death and in judgement it is not the King of fears that can appall him or Hell it self that can affright him but as a Conquerour over both he can leave the World with a smile O Death where is thy Sting O Hell where is thy victory That is his triumphant valediction and farewell But thou that gloriest so much because thou canst silence Conscience and out-face sin I tell thee thou art of a base
like a Bird from the perch or melt away like Ice before the Sun and so leave the immortal soul to sink for ever so that the creature will not onely make thee restless but leave thee miserable I see then that I shall never rest till I rest in God he that is the Father of Spirits the Fountain of Bliss the Ancient of Dayes he only is the adequate object for thine immortal soul the rest of the creatures is in its end the end of the soul is its God Therefore Lord seeing thou hast made me for thy self fill me fully with thy self or take me wholly to thy self XXIX Meditat. DOth Sathan tempt thee either by pleasures dignities or profits O my soul Stand upon thy guard gird on thy strength with such thoughts as these What can the World profit me if the cares choak me How can Pleasures comfort me if the sting poyson me Or what advancement is this to be triumphing in honour beforâ— the face of men here anâ— to be trembling for shamâ— before the throne of Goâ— hereafter What are thâ— delights of the World tâ— the peace of my Conscience or the joy that is iâ— the Holy Ghost Whaâ— are the applauses of meâ— to the Crown prepared bâ— God Or what is the gaâ—â— of the World to the loâ—â— of my Soul The vanity the creature is far beneaâ—â— the excellency of my soul Therefore Sathan you aâ—â— I must keep at an everlaâ—ing distance for you bid me loss XXX Meditat. A Black cloud makes the Traveller mend his pace and mind his home whereas a fair day and a pleasant way wasts his time and that stealeth away his affections in the prospect of the Country However others may think of it yet I take it as a mercy that now and then some clouds do interpose my Sun and many times some troubles do eclipse my comforts for I perceive if I should find too much friendship in my Inn in my pilgrimage I should soon forget my Fathers house and my heritage XXXI Meditat. There is a generation of men that wiâ—â— praise and adore the Saint in Heaven and yet mocâ— and afflict the Saint on Earth so that were aâ—â— those Saints alive again whom they so much honour in their day I daâ—â— affirm they would persecute them in their person like the Jews the can garnish the Sepulchre of thâ— Righteous and yet plaâ—â— the Jew with the Person 〈◊〉 the Righteous Dissembling World thy tongâ—â— embalms a dead Saint whil'st thy hand strikes a wound into the living Saint and thou canst praise God for those that are departed in the faith and yet persecute God in those that will not depart from the faith O foolish World must thou needs condemn thy self for thy praise hath lest thy practise without excuse XXXII Meditat. ALexander being asked where he would lay his Treasure Answered very well Apud Amicos Among his friends being confident that there it would be kept with safety and return'd with use What needest thou enlarge thy Barnes Knowest not thou where to lay thy plenty Make the friends of Christ thy treasury let the hands of the widdow the bowels of the poor be thy store-house here is is sure no thief can steal it no time can rust it no change can lose it and hear 't is improved A temporal gift is here turned into an eternal reward no ground so fruitful as the bosome of the poor that brings forth an hundred fold XXXIII Meditat. O My Soul What makest thou groveling on the Earth Every thing here below is too base for thine excellency too short for thine eternity thou art capable of a God and must have a being when these poor things are reduced to nothing the creature is too base a metal to make thee a crow of glory too rotten a bottom to carry thee through eternity Oh fill thy self with God so shalt thou raise thy dignity to perpetuity XXXIV Meditat. WHere any thing presents its self think if Christ were now alive would he do it Or if I were now to dye would I do it I must walk as he hath walked and I must live as I intend to dye if it be not Christs will it is my sin and if I dye in that sin it will be my ruine I will therefore in every action so carry my self as if Christ were on the one hand and Death on the other XXXV Meditat. OUr life is but a moment of time and yet in this moment of time we sow the seeds of eternity in this transitory hour I am framing to my self either a good or a bad eternity These words that now I speak these works that I now act though they here seem to rot yet they shall spring up to eternity Therefore as the Poet answered one upbraiding him for being three dayes about three Verses whereas he could make an hundred in one day Oh saith he At tui ad triduum modo mei in omne aeternum dur aturi sunt Thine are but for three dayes as it were but mine must continue for ever according to my carriage now my Name must either rise or fall for ever So may we answer this foolish World upbraiding us of too much strictness and preciseness Oh! had not we need to be exact indeed when the works we are about are not to be written in sand but in the records of eternity the lines that now we draw must run parallel with eternity and according as we carry our selves in this moment of time our souls must live or dye for ever O Lord help me so to improve the brevity of my life by the integrity of my actions that I may turn this moment of misery into an eternity of bliss XXXVI Meditat. THe Soul of man saith the Philosopher is the horizon of time and eternity now if the Son of Righteousness be not risen in our horizon we must expect nothing but a clouded time and a stormy eternity gross darkness here and utter darkness hereafter for ever But as for those blessed Saints into whose souls the oriental splendour of the Sun of Righteousness is shed abroad how do they live in his sight What celestial excellencies What reviving comforts What advancing principles are darted forth from the face of beauty into their spirits And as for the triumphant Saints in whose horizon Jesus Christ is in the eternal meridian of his glory Oh what full beams of bliss and consolation without the least shadow of bitterness and discontent warms and delights their blessed souls to all eternity Lord lift up the light of thy countenance in my horizon so shall time be the morning and eternity the noon of glory in my soul XXXVII Meditat. THe World hath many servants because it gives present wages where Christ hath but a few Disciples because their reward is in another life Most live by sight and therefore must have to satisfie sense they had rather with Ishmael be sent away with a small gift than with Isaac to wait for
the inheritance they had rather take their portion in this life than to wait for an inheritance reserved in the Heavens Their unworthy spirits cry with Esau What profit will this birth-right do us We must have pleasure and we must have riches and therefore with Lysimacus they will sell their Kingdomes and themselves for a draught of water There are but few such elevated spirits as the Disciples had that can leave a possession to live upon a promise there are but few have such heroick spirits as Moses had that can despise the treasures of this present World out of respect unto the recompence of a future reward but there are many of such sordid spirits as Dives had that would enjoy their good things here but for my part Lord give not me my portion in this life I had rather live by faith XXXVIII Meditat. WHat Rebel under Proclamation of mercy stands out when he knows he shall be fetch'd in by the hand of Justice yet how many refractory sinners with those invited guests in the Gospel deride the messengers of Peace untill they are slain by the men of War Indeed hadst thou counsel wisdom and strength for the battel could thy heart endure or thy hands be strong in the day that God shall deal with thee this were much or could the Gods whom thou servest deliver thee out of the hands of Christ this were more but alas thou must one day be brought under his regal power either in favour or fury either in the praise of his Glory or to the magnifying of his Justice if thou hate his Throne thou shalt be made his footstool if thou wilt not have him to be thy head thou shalt be trod under his feet if he be not thy Jesus he will be thy Judge In a word if thou wilt not touch the golden Scepter of his Mercy thou shalt be crushed with the Rod of his Justice and remember this that this life is only the time of displaying the Flag of Mercy and the burning of the Taper of Peace if once the white Flag be folded up and the burning Taper burnt out then look for nothing but the sad flourishes of the black Flag As for those mine enemies that would not that I should reign over them bring them hither and slay them before me therefore now sit down and see thy weakness and while the King is yet a great way off send out the Ambassadours of thy prayers and tears and acquaint thy self now with God and be at peace For my part I had rather come in a Favourite than be brought in a Traytor XXXIX Meditat. SIn and Sorrow are two inseparable Companions thou canst not let in one and shut out the other If thy moment be spent in mirth thy eternity shall be spent in mourning if thou wilt not weep whil'st thou mayest have mercy to pardon thee thou shalt lament heareafter and yet have no eye to pity thee A bottle of tears may now quench the fire of Sin but a cloud of tears shall never quench the flames of Hell therefore while the wicked goe on laughing I desire to goe on mourning The Valley of Bochim will at length set me upon the Hill of Sion but the paths of rejoycing will at length bring into a hell of weeping for this is a truth that he that swims in sin shall sink in sorrow their laughter shall be turned into heaviness while my tears shall be wiped away I will therefore ever weep that I may not weep for ever XL. Meditat. THat way the Tree inclineth while it groweth that way it pitcheth when it falleth and there it lyes whether it be toward the North or South As we are in life for the most part we are in death so we lye down to eternity whether it be towards Heaven or Hell Being once fallen there is no removing For as in War an errour is death so in Death an errour is damnation therefore live as thou intendest to dye and dye as thou intendest to live O Lord Let the bent of my soul be alwayes towards thee that so I may fall to thee and ever rest with thee XLI Meditat. JOrdan that famous River no doubt runs through many a pleasant meadow by many a shady grove and flowery bank and yet at last is forc'd to empty it self into a dead Sea and not only so but those fresh Crystall streams that made those famous brooks lose both name and worth are turned into the dead Sea themselves Just so it is with a Weiked man here he walks through the meadows of Worldly pleasures and rests under the shades of earthly comforts and sports and wallows himself amongst the flowers of worldly delights but at last runs himself out into a dead Lake and is cast into Hell among the number of those that forget God and not only so but his very Heaven it self that made up all his hapiness is turn'd into hell his beauty is turn'd into horror his honour into shame his lusts into devils his pleasure into bitterness his scarlet into flames of fire and Brimstone so that that which was his fresh Stream here is his salt Sea there Lord Let me be a pure Stream that may end in Heaven I care not what stony veins I run through here on Earth so I may but there lose the name of weakness and corruption for glory and pefection XLII Meditat. WHat 's a day to an age And what 's an age to eternity And yet we know the shortest day is part of the longest time but the longest time is no part of eternity for where time ends there eternity begins Why are we then so foolish to heap up goods for mortality to lay up riches which at longest are but for many years perhaps not for many hours and yet to provide nothing for eternity And why are we so careful to humour and uphold a mouldering piece of clay a frail and mortal body which cannot stand above an age perhaps not above a day and yet neglect our precious souls that must endure for ever Do we all aim at a prosperous life Why then let us labour for a glorious eternity XLIII Meditat. ALL men would have happiness for their end but few would have holiness for their way all men would have the Kingdom of Heaven and the glory thereof but few seek the kingdom of Heaven and the righteousness thereof As that Noble man being asked what he thought of the course of precise Puritans as the World terms them or of the life of licentious Libertines Answered Cum ist is mallem vivere cum illis mori mallem I had rather live with those and dye with them So most men had rather live with Balaam but dye with Israel They would willingly have the Libertines ease but the godly mans end But this is certain no soul shall goe to God in death but onely that which draws near to God in life if the Kingdom of God be not first in us we shall
never enter into the Kingdom of God no soul shall rest in Heaven hereafter but those that walk in Heaven here no soul shall enter into the gates of felicity but only that which treads the narrow paths of piety Lord make me holy as well as happy that I may love as well to glorifie thee as to be glorified of thee XLIV Meditat. THere be many to morrow Christians that set their day with God at such a day they will repent and not before as if they had the Lordship of Time and the Monopoly of Grace whereas Time and Grace are only at Gods disposing As St. Ambrose saith Poenitenti indulgentiam sâ—d dilaturo diem crastinum non promisit God hath promised pardon to the penitent but he hath not promised to morrow to the negligent As Saint Augustine saith Qui dat poenitenti veniam non semper dabit peccanti poenitentiam He that gives pardon to the penitent doth not alwayes give repentance to the sinner If I put God off to day he may put off me to morrow if I put off this hour of grace I may never have another gracious hour to day if I put by his hand of Mercy to morrow he may stretch out his hand of Justice It is true whil'st I have time I may come in but it is also true when I would come in I may not have time This is certain when I repent I shall have mercy but this is as certain when I would have mercy I may not find repentance O Lord thou hast given me this hour of grace to repent in Give me grace in this hour to repent with XLV Meditat. GOod Lord What a shaddow is the life of man What a nothing is it The time past that 's nothing just like a Bird fled from the hand of the Owner out of sight The time present that 's vanishing a running hour nay less a flying minute as good as nothing The time to come that 's uncertain the evening Sun may see us dead Lord Therefore in this hour make me sure of thee for in the next I am not sure of my self XLVI Meditat. ALexander when he had divided his wealth among his friends and being ask'd What he had reserved for himself Answered Hope He is a rare Christian indeed that can part with all for Christ and live by faith but when it comes to this that we must lose what we have here out of hope to find it again in Heaven the running Professor stops and goes back sorrowful Crates in his way to Philosophy threw his goods into the Sea to save himself saying Fgo vos mergam ne ipse mergar à vobis I had rather drown you than that you should drown me For he thought riches and vertue were incompatible But how many Christians are there that in their way to Jesus Christ throw away themselves and their souls to save their gold Before they will cast their bread upon the waters they will throw themselves into the Ocean many that make such specious shews of following of Christ in this same turning you may know their Master but this is a truth he hath no part at all in Christ that will not part with all for Christ and he lives but the life of sence that cannot make a living out of a promise Therefore Lord of what I have freely take thou what thou callest for Christ is my portion and reward I have enough to live on XLVII Meditat. WHen I look into the Treasures of men perhaps I see Chests of Plate Baggs of Gold Cabinets of Jewels but this is the misery of it that when he goes abroad he cannot carry them without a burthen or leave them without a fear But here now is the excellency of a Child of God that his treasure is alwayes in him and it is his happiness to carry it alwayes with him that as it is transcendent for riches being the fulness of God so it is likewise permanent for continuance because he is filled with that fulness insomuch that you may sooner rend his soul from his body than take his treasure from his soul This was that which sweetned the loss of Country-house and friends to Ovid in his exile the thoughts of his Genius the riches of his ingenous spirit was beyond the riches of Caesar's malice and this is that which refresheth the spirit of a Christian in all troubles and afflictions that he meets with in the Land of banishment he hath the possession of Jesus Christ whom he can never lose Oh the excellency of a Child of God! Though you cast him out of all yet you cannot cast any thing of this all out of him But as Bâ—as that Princely Philosopher said when he lost his City and was put to flight being asked by those that fled with him with their bagg and baggage Why he likewise took not something with him Answered Omnia mea mecum porto I carry all my riches with me meaning his Wisdom and his vertues So a Christian though you impoverish him banish him and cast him out of all yet he is able to say still Omnia mea mecum porto I carry all my treasure with me I have my Christ my fulness And truly Lord so thou wilt possess me with this all I care not though I am dispossessed of all XLVIII Meditat. LEgal dayes were but like winter dayes dark and cloudy sharp and stormy and yet how many of our Fathers travelled to Heaven in those dayes But Gospel-times they are like Summer dayes sweet and clear full of light and beauty so that we may truly say that God hath not been as a cloud of darkness to us for these are the dayes of grace that are full of the beams of mercy yet how slowly and sadly do many of us goe to Heaven But which is worse how sadly and slightly do we waste these precious dayes and neglect these golden opportunities Oh what time shall that soul find to repent in that shall be hardned in these melting times Oh what dayes shall that soul find to goe to Heaven in that shall idle away these Gospel-dayes Oh what grace shall that man find for sin that shall sin away the dayes of grace Oh to whom shall that soul appeal that shall renounce Jesus Christ Oh woe unto that soul for ever upon which the shaddows of death and of the evening are stretched out and yet never set forth for Heaven But wofuller is that man to whom the clearer and sweeter day doth only make the blacker and the sadder Hell Oh what blackness of darkness is reserved for that soul that shall walk in darkness in the midst and under such clearness of light We are those that are not only lifted up to Heaven but Heaven is let down to us Oh how long shall that man lye in Hell that Heaven presseth down Oh thou Gospel-Christian Thou art now under the clear demonstrations of Christ the sweet invitations of mercy the large manifestations of love look
see him clearly and directly face to face and enjoy his immediate communion with Jesus Christ We shall then be like him indeed when we shall see him as he is our bodies shall be like his our souls shall be like his our glory shall be like his our eternity shall be like his who is the God of beauty excellency and sweetness concord happiness and eternity Oh Lord let me have such clear visions such sweet fruitions of thee that I may not only hereafter be happy as thou art happy but may likewise now be holy as thou art holy XCVI Meditat. THe life of Faith is the noblest richest contentedst easiest truest life of all It is the noblest life for it takes the Soul out of the house of Adam and carries it into the houshould of God it makes the Soul forget her Fathers house and espouseth it to the King of Glory And then it is the pleasantest life it lives upon the choicest excellency and highest felicity often wrapt up in the third Heaven to take its repast in inexpressible glory it walks in the paths of pleasantuess and under all the heats of troubles and afflictions it shades it self under the Arbour of Paradise And then it is the richest life if our desires be according to our wants it is impossible we should want above what we desire Tantum quisque habet quantum credit Every man hath saith a Father according to his faith And be it unto thee according to thy faith saith Christ And then it is the contentedst life it carries the fading creature and layes him upon Christ and under all mutabilty still holds fast all-sufficiency and so sits down contentedly Then is it the easiest life Faith looks not on the strictness or difficulty of duty but on the power and strength of Christ therefore if it meet with a hard precept it dissolves it into a sweet promise it carries it to a loving Christ pleads it out till he hath drawn out a proportionable strength to facilitate and make easie the duty In fine it is the truest and the onlyest life for he is dead in sin that doth not live by faith therefore as one said Non vivere sed valere vita est Not to live but to be well is life So may I say Not to live well only but to believe is to live and to live well indeed XCVII Meditat. IF God be the highest perfection in himself and the highest good to the creature then it is the highest wisdome of the creature to choose him and the highest piece of his duty to live in observance of him If all creatures must certainly appear before this great Majesty and bow unto him I admire the wisdome of the godly and wonder at the folly of the wicked And seeing this certainly and of necessity must be Lord let me be of the number of those that choose thee here so as for ever hereafter I may enjoy thee and not as the number of those that refuse thee here and must for ever hereafter be separated from thee XCVIII Meditat. GRaces are the very Courtiers of Heaven those wait upon Christ in his privy Chamber Honour Riches Credit and the like may do much below you may keep out your betters here but in the Pallace of the King of Glory you must stand by for ever It is only Faith Love Humility and the like that shall have admittance into the Presence Chamber moral vertues you must likewise walk without All that goe bravely are not qualified for such a Presence you are but Splendida peccata beautifull Abominations base Hearts wrapped up in brave cloaths Parts and Gifts you may stay and wait at the gates but I can tell you there is a special Command gone forth that none but Grace and Holiness shall enter into the Kingdom of Heaven therefore you may receive your answer if you please only these are welcome to the King of Glory only these are familiar and conversant with Jesus Christ Therefore as the Queen of Sheba said of the servants of Solomon so may 〈◊〉 say of the Graces of Gods Spirit which are only the retainers of Jesus Christ Oh! happy are these thy men and happy are these thy servants O God which stand continually before thee and hear thy Wisdome and see thy Glory True love doth not only preserve every heavenly motion of the Soul but raiseth the Soul â—t self to the highest perfection The more I love the more I shall be beloved and the fuller participation shall I have of him who is altogether lovely St. Bernard speaks fully to it Summum bonum amare est summa beatitudo To love the chiefest good is the greatest happiness The purest and the fullest love shall alwayes wear the weightiest Crown of glory Lord perfect this Grace in me that so I may be perfect in loving thee XCIX Meditat. THe Israelites must first pass over Jordan before they can land in Canaan but no sooner did the feet of the Priests that bare the Ark of the Covenant rest in the water but the proud waves saw it and fled and the swelling streams were driven back and laid in heaps to make them pass over safe and well So every child of God is like an Israelite in the Wilderness of this World travelling to the Land of Promise Death is that Jordan that runs between this wilderness and our Canaan it is that swelling stream that over-flows the banks of every mortal creature it is that last River which must be passed over But this is the happiness of a Child of God That Jesus Christ our High Priest that bears the everlasting Covenant on his shoulders hath already dipt his feet in the brims of this water insomuch that the streams of bitterness are diverted the sting of death pluck'd out the water of the salt Sea is dryed up and the power of the curse cut off so that death is but a sure step unto glory Why then am I afraid to dye the channel is dry and I see the footsteps of my Saviour in the bottom and Heaven and Happiness on the other side so that the waters shall not go over my Soul they may goe over my sins they may goe over my miseries they may goe over my troubles but my Soul shall goe over to its rest Lord therefore fit and sanctifie me for my removal and then take down my Tent I cannot be too soon with thee C. Meditat. HEre the Vessel is too capacious to be filled with all the pleasures and delights the world can lay together but hereafter our pleasures and delights shall be too full for the most capacious Vessel to comprehend our Glory shall be so great that power as well as goodness shall come forth from God himself for to renew and enlarge these Vessels that so they may be capable to receive and retain that glory strength and love shall goe forth together for to prepare and raise our dispositions that they may be suitable for such a transcendent