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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A96467	A wonderful pleasant and profitable letter written by Mris Sarah Wight, to a friend, expressing the joy is to be had in God in great, deep, long, and sore afflictions. Occasioned by the death of her brother, the troubles of her mother; but especially the workings of God in her own heart. Published for the use of the afflicted.	Wight, Sarah.	1656 (1656)	Wing W2106; Thomason E1681_1; ESTC R209156	28,056	89

worthyness in me Justifying me or any unworthyness condemning me O how admirable is it for to find God thus freely and fully loving and saving his poor people and owning all that is his as he hath been and appeared in them and causing all that hath been and sprung from us to pass away for evermore My soul shouts forth with the true spiritualized Christian this voice Dear God as I am a selfish corrupt creature so let there be no profit of all my labor and travel but thou who alone art the Author of every good and perfect gift we enjoy do thou reap the travels of thy soul for its high time for thee to enjoy thy own for my part I cannot but turne from all the fruitless works of my hands all the motions and delights of my Spirit in the inward world of my heart and with as much irksomness and great tiredness of spirit as ever Solomon did in the outward world yet I know every thing is beautiful in its season time and place though nothing is lovely out of it there is a beauty in living when the spring of life is come O how lovely is it thee is also a beauty in death when that season is come it 's as beautyful to see things in Winter as to see them live in the Spring of Summer there is nothing so deformed but when we look upon God in it we see much beauty written in it nor nothing so evil but it hath good on it there is nothing so bad but it 's good in its own order place and season and course nor nothing so good but it 's bad and uncomely out of its place order and season There is a beauty in killing healing weeping in Rejoycing and triumphing but this beauty shines not so glorious out of their seasons as it doth in There is the very nature and exellency of God in every thing that he doth which makes it beautyful for every thing that springs from him savours and tastes of his life and perfection The outward and inward man hath but a poor lowe dark shallow knowledge of the things of God whatever they may pretend to have There is no soul able of it self to reach these things they are onely spiritually discerned and known by the sight of the Spirit it 's by this Spirit onely that the soul comes to know observe and understand the ways and wonders of God in the deeps and his various motions and operations in things which he doth There is nothing seen in the Root by the sense of the creature as it lies or springs from thence or as it returns thither Man as man you know hath onely a brutish understanding of every thing so of God I had not says one the understanding of a Beast as of God himself so of all his motions thoughts actions and intentions in and about things times places and persons seeing onely a present appearance of this or that not knowing what it is whence it came what it means or whither it tends So he judges according to a present outward appearance and shews himself to be what he is and what God will have him to be A fool in himself that the pride of his glory may be stained and God alone exalted Though this be a dark obscure dispensation yet because God will have it so with us this is beautiful in its season as darkness is proper for the natural night so is spiritual darkness for the spiritual night as proper for it as light becomes the day and as truth and substance is proper for it so are shadows and lyes for the night while the night remains it 's as sutable they should remain as when the day dawns the shadows fly away O how clearly doth herein the excellency of Christ of Sion the holy seed appear though they are not exempted from any varieties or changes in the inward or outward world running thorow them yet they still sweetly remain the same being one with the Father they are as he is like him as Seth was like Adam what ever their cloathes their appearances be yet their life and substance is still the same For a season the inward man I find is so benighted and bewildered yea all his life so deaded and his light so put out and his glory darkened that he is made to see and confess that he knoweth nothing as he ought to know nor hath nothing to boast of no more then the outward man and that it 's onely the spiritual man that shall grow up to perfection and live and flourish whether in the seed or grown up For the coming of this full enjoyment of all blessedness happiness longeth my poor waiting soul in a daily expectation upon the God of all our mercies who is coming to fulfill our desires to compleat our glory he comes not with a thought to tarry or go back he comes swiftly with speed leaping to meet his beloved waiting Jacobs to revive their spirits with his loves his wisdom power grace goodness yea all his Riches of grace and glory that they may sing sweetly strongly thorowly fervent and frequent the new songs of Hosanna Hallelujahs blessing and glory power and praise to our God for ever who is the Authour of all our present good and the Omega of our perfect happiness in that heaven of heavens where Just men made perfect take up Sanctuary and assured Rest for ever solacing their souls with their Beloveds loves the riches honors pleasures and soul-delights of eternity that are in the bosome of our dear and precious father in the full fruition of this rest and glory longeth my waiting soul to be where time shall be no more the time of sin sorrow paine death any weakness or imperfection when that which is perfect is come I know all this which is imperfect will be done away yea then there will be no complaining or cause of complaining within or without because all sin and so all sorrow and sighing shall certainly be done away as being momentary the pure language the new melodious tune of Joy and gladness from the Spirit shall be onely sung heard and known to be for ever in the Saints to their Saviour who is our choice our chief our only and dearly beloved One in all without and above all in himself Worthy Sir because Honourable in the Lambs cloathing having put pen to paper with an intent to salute you your neer relation with a few broken fragments gathered up from my Masters table I shall take leave having a little freedom to communicate a few more lines to you hoping it will not be too burdensome to you Sir I cannot but Christian-like thank you for your Remembrances of us at all times though I know you are in covenant with that God who will recompence sevenfold into your bosom for all your labor of undeserved unexpected love your sympathizing from a fellow-feeling of our affliction and others plainly demonstrate you to be